all the words I recognize
they are plaintive and
in them, a cracked glass
turning into a broken glass
all words I recognize
disconnected and don’t fit into a phrase
all the words I recognize
bodiless and cannot cover anything
a pebble stone; it cannot be a brick for a building
all the words I recognize
they are left from a forgotten chanson
and only a perception
all the words I recognize
they don’t belong to any language
they are no use in any conversation
all the words I recognize
they are outside life
and no one asks for them, no one
all the words I recognize
they are of a plant of sadness
and neither a flower nor a leaf grows
all the words I recognize
they belong to my eyes
and there is no expression on my tongue
the words! they stream in my blood
and no one can take them out
sadness! made out of the universe’s water
it should be so; its bottom is not found
in any word
English Translation by Mesut ŞENOL