TE16 Turkish Delight

Birhan Keskin

II

The scream obstructed inside is lamenting outside towards morning sleep is refusing me from outside somewhere a loooong waiiiiil is erupting. inside me the walls of cruelty. sleeeeep take meeeee trudging along to the bathroom looking sounds are breaking loose from my eyes. inside then these tears flowing silently are yours are saying. in the walls inside me these stones are welled, pulling out a sound i can’t pull out, walled in the silence silence of the stones, thick, primal, towards the void, from the antechamber of the night tttwaaaards mooourningg: I let you loooose on this lying world at last, bitterly, bitteeeracidly in your arms. when i get up

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