An Escapist’s Vindication on a Life-stage Trial

VIVA LA VIDA BELLA

Questions!

Too many of them,

SIRF Siyah / BLACK

My one and only childhood poem, rewritten.

The Old Man’s Memory

Mosquito kisses

Late night love bites

Root In

At the end of the day she got back to her cell, inserted the key in the lock, grinding squeaks followed, a process which she prolonged as much…

Again

Truth I told.

…tired of the observed, common truth,

VEDA, KAKOFONİ VE BOŞ LAKIRDILAR

Ayalarına birikmiş hayat
Refahı terse binmiş külüstür bir arabanın
Yokuşlarda tıkandık, hayat.
Soluklanamadan geri…

Another Untitled Entry

Now the sun is going down

Self-fishness

A fish drowning

in its selfishness, dawning

The Sapling

Louder.

At the centre of a forest