Şubat 06, 2016

Shames


I don’t remember myself, I read
In one of the rooms, away home
Waiting an earthquake
Anyhow couldn’t face the death
Unhappiness is my ointment
If bleeds to heal

Are you hearts, are you diamonds?
I don’t like the diamonds
Not I know the hearts
Spades and clubs are my cheek by jowl
I can’t tell, I’m bad story telling


II


All of each one seem beautiful to me now
They all have smooth legs, all have hubs
Who’s got the butt, who has ass, they also go
I persist in my stobborn, I sit at home


Like if I’ve waited a thousand years, waiting
And if wait just one more day would be fatal- when the news arrive
I fell into an ordinary despair
Where every story ends, the happy ending
A marriage proposal
Even before begun, ended all once more





III


You don’t even walk around this improper behaviour
Instead walking naked around the lake edge
Do we suppose to drag muddy tulle?
Have been a cannon ball, tight to our feet
Been vacuum to the ground, been fear
So we suppose to see nightmares instead?

Finds a blurry ring and wears it
Is not clear what is, is silver
One day, two days pass by
Nine-hundred-twenty.Five
Shines like a mirror in a month
Something like a fairytale




IV

He took the motorcycle over hills, plains
Stargazed, thought everything
I couldn’t even bite an apple whereas, begrudge myself


Meanwhile no witness, no seeker, no listener
The teller listened itself again
And wore me on a lay figure



V


I can insist for lots that I wonder
But this one I may not
And once more what I wanted from this life
I couldn’t ask for it, under conditioned
Harvestable wheat lessons by father to son
Although this woman is not a wheat nor on hold…
Alike the Aegean sea that she knows a bit
Flows from the bottom to the left,
To the right on the surface off the beat
Is she blue or green I can’t get however
At night seems black




VI

An agent died this year
Confess the murder of Marilyn
Dangerous affairs caused by
Must be taken to care woman
Or
An old senile's last wish is
To be heard of his death
And was the most jealous of
While his entire body wrinkled
Her youth remained in his head




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