Faisal Khalil

(1945 / syria)

A Smile

Now,
he became
lonely
His shoes by the door
his shirt next to the bed
on the floor
and the light is turned off.

The walls can hear
but can not see
and the silence
gives the clock's beats
a large boom
more and more
He slumbered
with a smile
over his lips.

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