كمي از غروب خورشيد
زير ناخن انگشتها،
شايد فقط خون كهنه،
اندكي از خاطرات
و از نماز، لختي چند
تا شامگاه به سر رسد
چون پرستويي،
وارونه افتاده
بر آسمان
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