Again Distance Slips

Again distance slips Wrinkles the universe’s face from eyes of dusk descends a startle shed poem’s water down the drain and ancient tales( fairytales) become ghosts riding dead light Narrating on the banks of Tigris, Euphrates rivers and Fayhaa (damascus) Time bastard’s Puzzle once again believing prophecy Lives Undressing in front of death mirrors And the light raises across the sky Angels leaving Earth Carrying whiteness of basil blemished in perfume And the remnants of purity..