Bats - Poem by Samih al-Qasim
Bats on my windows
suck in my words
Bats at the entrance to my house
behind newspaper , in corners
trail my footsteps ,
observing every movement of my head
From the back of the chair, bats watch me
They trail me in the streets
watching my eyes pause
on books, on young girls' legs . . .
they watch and watch
On my neighbor's balcony , bats,
and electronic gadgets hidden in the walls
Now bats are on the verge
I am digging a road to daylight .
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