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746 days ago
ليس ضرورياً يا سيدتي أن تشرحي الكلام أما عرفت بعد إني قرأتك جيداً و تذوقت عطرك و أنا قابع في كنبتي أرشف خمرة المساء أرجو منك ألّا تمطريني بوابل نظراتٍ خاويةٍ وأسئلةٍ طويلة الأطراف ملتوية فأنت أيضاً سئمت الصمت المبهم والشرح المسهب عن تدوير التاء في كلمة إمرأة أريدك أن تدركي أنها لعنتي أنا وحدي تسري في سراديب نفسي و أقبية خموري فلا عدت أطيق رحيلها ولا أرغب يوماً شفائي منها و إن طال وجعي و كثرت أنّاتي يا ليتك تبتسمين و لو قليلاًً حتى إذا ما أغمضت عينيك رأيتني في أزقة الليل أبحث عن عليلٍ هائمٍ استساغ مثلي داء المحبة و لعنتها و ما طلب الّا صمتاً مقدساً والكثير الكثير من النبيذ …Suz…
983 days ago
E very night ...I suffer a battle My pillow and Your shoulder My pillow keeps saying: Oh poor girl … come rest your head on my lap I’ll caress your hair... smell your scent Open the dream gate You’ll be there with him To walk, talk, flirt, love… You can do the impossible Sin and pray Love who hates Fly high … Your shoulder whispers: Dreams will always be dreams Rest your head so I can kiss your eyes Embrace your soul and hear your breath Let me shape your thoughts So when you’ll surrender to your pillow I’ll be making your dream I’m your reality and your dream … Every night … I suffer this battle … ..Suz ..
998 days ago
When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance." In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold ...
1015 days ago
Tell me...Did you find the way to kill me inside of you... I didn’t yet... Maybe I managed to stop the breeding of your need But you still exist… Your seeds are deep inside… Unreachable in my darkness Too weak to dig any further…I choose to hold the search Just hang around till you show me the way… Your way .. Suz ..
1026 days ago
You chose to have a Wall Just a Wall on the other side To hang your corpses memory Of course in a very artistic way To sit before and drink to your conquest Maybe with a slight twist of bitterness To stare with dreamful mind to frozen moments How void those characters can be To cherish the cleverness of your biggest escape plan It worked like magic!!! Everything is behind now… Forget It!!! You are Alive... and ready to run away again Lucky You .. Suz ..
