Museums - Poem by Kareem Alamiry
Of the death of the death of
Museum of the faces, mirrors..
Vacuum years, for a living (Cyrus) .
In search of calamities
When the last packet (sardines)
Or a bottle (vodka)
Between the lance
Sculpture Zibaktha angles..
On its shores
Stainless steel swords.
Outstanding Bahidabha dreams of the dead.
And a concern
Of no return.
No one from the book prematurely released by the University of Basra - Iraq in 1998
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