Take My Eyes

I met a guy on the Internet.
dark roads,
When a woman runs away from home,
in her slippers.

turn around to look at her
Your fingers and toes.
So small, so excited and hopeful…
the mythological story it portrays

for your family, your wife…
The Underworld.
I can’t explain it.
That damn museum.

we can listen to paintings,
And my mouth.
To write down
Something about her

I do. I remember everything.
HOSPITAL RECORDS
Get your arrow.
A normal marriage,

But your father
Listening to classical music.
who died from a snake bite.
How often do you fall

Take my arms.
sorrow, tortured postures…
Blue is depth,
You start burning.

Women have lots of ways
on your knees and all that.
I promise.
for a moment

Maybe her bracelets or clothes…
and she pulls away.
”Your heart goes faster and it’s
That’s how it is.

at the museum
in the movies,
I like what’s inside.
himself into gold dust to have her.

Look what I brought you.
That’s what fear is like,
Take my breasts.
like Jupiter,

a burial policy for the girls.
What her dreams are?
you want a little affection…
There she goes.

I just want a normal relationship.
Washing machines.
decent pictures taken.
and come home.

To Live

Only to live a quiet life together.
have a photo taken every year.
No river or ocean as deep
There’ll be other times.

If the baby is a boy…
We’ve smelted our steel
Remember to breathe and push.
It lasted 10 years…

To frolic on our ivory bed
The wounded.
They die like this.
begin their wedded life.

they captured two mountains in a day
Oxygen.
for three cannon balls.
I have nothing left.

My wife’s having a baby.
And blinds all who look within
within hundreds of miles.
Tens of thousands

we’ll lose the little we have.
I am very sorry,
draw a line between us and him.
Needles and threads for sale!

She never shut her eyes even till death…
I will remember.
and life will get better and better.
Drink it slowly.

My heart is full of sorrow
Cat, Dog or Little Bun…
I just came from the hospital.
Relax. Your lover’s fine.

Let me see your eyes.
There’s trouble at your home.
It burnt for days.
Here, bite on this. It’ll save your teeth.

What a bloodbath.
what the boy thinks.
I had the photo framed.
We mustn’t let his mother see.

Counting back…
He didn’t have a chance.
We replaced the roof tiles
have frozen to death.

The Zone of Interest

Sunbeams
We’d never see you.
Tearing, breaking
12,000 daily.

All these weeds here.
Hand-painted.
The fire will follow the air,
The bees are flying.

that’s because of its serrated petals,
and the dress came apart.
like the blazing sun
The little white bird sang,

Sunflowers.
Timings.
Human bodies
radiant and warm

My God.
which burns at roughly 1,000 degrees,
Then, a little white bird flew past
with the next load ready to burn

Everything we want. On our doorstep.
They kissed one another,
“Pearls and gems for bread crumbs.”
Teeth.

The linden trees are turning yellow.
Souls afire
And our children are strong, healthy and happy.
Our hearts

have been completely incinerated.
I loved those curtains.
They loved it.
who are imprisoned here

Soon they arrived at a huge lake.
It’s a paradise garden.
Bloody hell.
as deep as she could.

Well, I love the show.
Inspecting their camps,
Sleep child sleep.
So, burn, cool, unload, reload.

The witch sat on the shovel
I love you, my beauty.
But the life we enjoy
We have to rinse your eyes.

Gretel ran straight to Hansel,
through their pain
Smell a rose. Yes. This one.
This will grow and cover everything.

Battle of Algiers

There’s nothing between us.
and frightening rhythmic cries.
After terrorism
in the mountains.
We ourselves must create

Surrender and you won’t be harmed.
if you want to keep your house.
We must change our hideouts.
in Algiers.
Burn all the papers.

Absolute silence.
be groping in the dark.
It’s a vicious circle.
Forever, let’s hope.
for the treatment of gunshot wounds

to explain this event’s importance.
One depends on the other.
One smiles, the other cries.”
and in sight.
and homeless.

Trust in it.
But we want the promise
are made up of triangles.
we’re back to zero.
GOLDEN LION

I pay tribute to his memory.
with the details.
Then we’ll surrender.
with cameras hidden
Illiterate.

our weddings in the open.
all the consequences.
and not a battlefield.
DRINK CHAMPAGNE
to gauge our strength.

There were several casualties,
God be with you.
In our situation, humane
Get as close as possible,
Drink this.

a spade a spade.
Like rabbits in a cage.
We’re being followed.
the pyramid and identify
No more photographs.

With this marriage
to organize the fight
not to hurt anyone in this house,
Use a long fuse, then cut it.
Take courage.

Hide in the well.
Disassociate yourselves
the opposite effect.
for empty gestures.
that he made into a rope

Acts of violence don’t win wars.
Thousands of flags,
This loses, this loses…
Listen to me, Ali.
The gun was empty.

Listen:
this occasion.
According to a declaration
More like torn sheets, shirts, rags
Murderers! Murderers!