A and B
Storyteller
Is the time
And brush
Is the Sun
With canvas
Horizon
I
Ladder and stud
Head in clouds,
Unaware and saddled
Must connect
B to A.
Both are lights
And bright.
Both of them are my guides
They agree, disagree
Get me lost.
I confess
Sense blind in the dark
Lost in cave
Rub my hands against walls.
Feel Sloth
In sleuth.
Must come out with result.
While A is filmmaker
Abadan's
The B is a poet
Of Bushehr.
They converged in a film
"Tranquillity in Others' Presence".
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