Prelude if i say “apple”, then i fear Eve might get offended ancient shames which fold the night are produced the chorus conductor would not free its mute soloist in no way if i say “apple” then the nail of the world slides into the apple a horrible arena comedy is lived through everywhere including
On the lake He made a fire in a brazier Tonight feels hungry The fish being happy Send their kisses to stars. In the serenity of the lake The sail floats Leaves me though, Drinking The milk of ceremony. In the sky Showed up an UFO. At heart, The sun rose. The human coming from
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i do throw everything away on me oblomov’s cardigan i am just like an ayten with her curtains drawn in me whores reappearing lots of gossip in my room inside a book, one ironed leaf have you heard that old tenants are new parasites i am going out from a super market all my sides
you ! in every crushing of the mirror you are there you are not new nor an old one of somebody else someone ! as memorizing to weep one does not contact one does not speak nor be quiet a worn down ghost if they ! had not been travel-sore they would not sweat no
my mom waiting at the windows, o’ kids to come expecting, on her lap flower swishing inciting her kids for a journey with a ceaseless patience soon she will go on dying between the bathroom and the hallway there is no time she’s waiting, and on her lap no flower swishing my mom waiting, and
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Our bed is rocking like the sea beneath a ship. Your smell is as unfamiliar as the harbour to the tramp steamer. I cling to you, water to skin. The cells of my body are shoals of excited fish and now the funnell blares and the nets are broken, the mesh has caught on a
Before eating, the blind boy stroked the food on the plate. While eating he spoke of soccer matches and goals, Then took a picture: Turned the camera towards you Click, Showed the picture with a smile, And a photo of his girlfriend. “good looking chick,” he said. Tell him That the light strokes his face
Out of past’s window I look at Ordu, Out of preceding time to these moments and years! Assuming I am existent in this dreamy world, On an Autumn day, I take a stroll by the sea!… I see friends of mine, from the same neighborhood; Playing the match of double goal keepers in front of
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The moment I saw you, My love for you blossomed at first glance And now, like a laurel leaf, It does not fall from its branch Not in autumn, nor in winter… This love within my heart Surges like a rushing spring It has taken root deep inside Like an ancient plane tree Impossible to
distance comforting and silence starts hurting betrayal means burrowing from parting who knows, the blood spills the most from whomever coming every love is one day to find their murderer one draws the gun, becomes an accomplice the other i have no power for new murders, my dexterity turned rusty i have got a victim,
