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A Mug of Water
Said Alwaely

Nude and slender
The dawn opens its eyes,
In-between its eyelids
A polar twilight,
A tremble...
Dangled
The sky's arms.

Fading,
Like the morning star,
A rhythm...
On the flow of pains,
Vapor of the head
Loosens its ambush...
The things are servile
Like the far away horizon...
Earth,
Like a blue drop of circumference
In the dark corner
Its light: the stars.

Centers
Come and go
Heavy blindness
Pervades the circumference,
And the dawn
Possessor of white hair
Emits his intestine's crowds
And gnaws the aim.

Dome
Blue eyes
Dangles
From depth of the maze...
Eyelashes covered by branches,
Created
Like the haze of canyons
And hide the secret.

An eternal desert
Golden cinctures
Dances in-between ear and ear
Its gray tail
The depth of circumference.

The summit of the patch
slides
Like a surreal pole
And in a gelatinous cave
An earthy progeny lime
Like the tropic snakes
Inhaling the fire.

And than for the vapor be
From coronation of a lie like a coronet!
But the truth
Like the air which we inhale,
Mug of a water
Achromatic,
Taste,
And smell.

I hear the gulf under the rocks,
To sheathe my soul
In the veins of my bones,
I watch it slide
As a fish
In the neck of a bird.


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