Arshavir Mckertichian Poems

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1.
Bizarre

You walk on your feet
I walk on my head
and lots of times
I walk on my lip
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2.
Genesis

In the silence of my flesh
the clay roared
gave me frame
gave me form
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3.
Of Gold And Immaculate Word

At my birth
my father built my bones in letters of gold
and my mother filled the marrow
with immaculate word. In my birthbed
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