15 Ocak 2009 Perşembe

ağlama ,gözyaşı hissizlik,this is my truth!

tearstears! tears! tears!
in the night, in solitude, tears
,on the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand,
tears, not a star shining, all dark and desolate,
moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head;
o who is that ghost? that form in the dark, with tears?
what shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand?
streaming tears, sobbing tears, throes, choked with wild cries;
o storm, embodied, rising, careering with swift steps along the beach!
o wild and dismal night storm, with wind -o belching and desperate!
o shade so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance and regulated pace,
but away at night as you fly, none looking -o then the unloosen'd ocean,
of tears! tears! tears!
Kendi Olarak Sana Gelen
Sana gereksinimi olmadan,
seni isteyen
Sensiz de olabilecekken,
senin ile olmayı seçen
Kendi olmasını, seninle olmaya bağlayan
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