“Always there is another way”
says, as he opens up the most beautiful weigh…
my lighter gets bigger in my left breast
gas leaked cigarettes in the forgotten shelf
grocery man Muhsin solving puzzle
his never ending one
an organ with two letters?
– Oh, you would not know dear –
nasty things go through our organs
then, Grocery man Muhsin gets quiet from his hands
i do sit on an unclaimed seat
one face is in the loop of the playing rummikub from the corner
stone sounds blow up in our tobacco smelled ears
on my right side feudal chief Yusuf
talking about an insatiable woman:
“such a wife of an infidel”
– Oh, you would not know dear –
how do the demoiselles fly?
we gather from being in low spirit of the cigarettes
we are hungry
newspapers are spread on the table
in my headlines one woman gives birth to her comrade
we are just humans
we are full
Grocery man Muhsin solves puzzle
feudal chief Yusuf’s hand is on his private parts
giving thanks to something
i search for another way in my body.
Translated by Mesut Şenol