Ida Mustazir Poems

when everything gets hard
for a song to be heard
for a book to be read
for a picture to be seen
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melt my devotion down like chocolate
infiltrate to your grey cells, to your neurons
they grow stronger, you laugh laugh laugh
watching, laughing, ecstatically
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the gift, the curse
like a same thing in reverse
how to distinguish?
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all of my essential substances
that formed my body
are nailed to you
obsessions crucified
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things we do at this time
the no word touch of my mime
how I feel soiled and begrime!
how afraid to involve you in my crime
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the trashy light
of exclusive white

two pairs of his doe eyes
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Daydreaming
My past obsessions visit me in retrospective way
I let them in with hospitality
I'm afraid of thing that makes me happy for real
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hundreds of nude-pigmented petals
flowing, bouncing, dancing on my cymbals
but they don't clash with each other
they keep dancing until I stop
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And then I took the scissor
And started to crop a tiny area
They grew strong and lush
Soiled and nourished
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Yesterday we were an anthem of revolution
Singing, crumpling on a street of new order legacy
Under an ocean of beer lathered in starry sky
Twinkling stars with cigarettes between their lips
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