Get Out of the Poem
Get out of the cocoon of sadness
or give me a kiss of leave
Get out from backstage of Saucy
or open your body theaters
Get out of the bowels of the dream
or death in the slaughterhouse absence
Get out of my fingers …
Do you told me you are on the way to forty?
Get out now
Get out of the poem!
Copyright © Dia Alshirqati | Year Posted 2013
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