The Hiding Spot

Every time I see bright shining through through me, my abstract body and my. concrete thoughts, that don't let it in my blue walks away somewhere far looks for grief for dark to embrace for some light to destroy uncomfortable with the presence of me inside. Every time, I think that it just doesn't work with the light above my head scaring the words and makes them hide somewhere far somewhere deep until the call of un-. This time is a time not like every other not like my usual I can take it and put me inside me you by my side and the sun above our heads shining through my concrete body and our abstract -don't know what-. This time is extra- more than ordinary your words mix with mine as my soul touches your fingerprints and mixes with something deep inside you by my side me is far away floating above your head so that you can feel as you look into the blue and put your words into mine. Mix with me mix with mine.

Yavaşça yaklaştı gözlerinde ihanetin yeşili kırılmış yansımasında yeşil savaşlar çıktı yeşil savaşlar yaktı yeşil savaşlar yıktı bir daha geri dönmeyeceğini bilerek bir daha geri dönmeyeceğini umarak geride hiçbir şey kalmadığında yeşil savaşlar çıktı.

Bir gün gelirsin diye geçmişin her saniyesini yaşadı geçmiş olduğunu anlarsın diye. Bu yüzden kelimeler aktı ama bir damla kan akmadı. Hayal ettiği bir yolda döşenmemiş taşlarda yürümeye çalışıyordu. Kırmızısı göz tebessümü dudak oldu kelimeler aktı ama bir damla kan akmadı.

One second, just one, I give up. Another one, no, I won't. Then comes another, should I? Enough. One second it's enough one more, will never be. One second of thinking, thousands then of forgetting. One second's a reminder, thousands needed to get away. Again. Time doesn't stop. Should it? It doesn't rest for a second. One after one, non-stop. Brain non-stop. Stop! It won't. Spending one second worth thousands.  Not, thousands again. Again. Living the same seconds again,  and not being able to live when there is not enough time to do. How could you live a second properly when it takes thousands to live it? Just as you realize one second and it flies. You're too slow or time's too fast. Way's close. Again. Sick of it. wasn't made for the right time flow, too slow for the flow. Too slow when seconds flow, when thoughts flow, as you need a couple to catch one second. Just one. You're ...

It's a story started in a city some call it the city of madness eat, sleep, rave, repeat. The city of peace, I do Quiet, I do I do. Stop. It's a story started in a city kept going in two more will go on to infinite. Hard to tell, can't describe the sparkle in the eyes or the smile the butterflies, hard to tell. Romance a bad one. Stop. It's a story started in one language then came the second and spread to all. No matter what you speak it will take you to the infinite. Take me. It's a story started in one language then came the rest. Then came the moment no words spoken in any language, all words spoken in all languages chaos. No words spoken quiet. Stop. Now.

Bir lisan bir, iki lisan iki insanı arıyoruz hala. Kaybetmesini bildik bilmesine de Lazım olunca bulamadık ki.

Bir adım ötesi çok fazla, çok az. hiçlik, içine düşesin diye yokluk, içine çekilesin biraz da melodi birkaç söz boğulasın diye. Bir adım ötesi, düşlerden geniş alan dar geliyor bir adımla bitmek bilmeyen başlamıyor bile. Bir adımla ne insanlar boşlukta, bir adımla ne insanlar artık insan değil kimisinin boşluğunda. Yürürken, koşarken bile bu kadar değil o son adımda öyle bir şeye basıyor ki geriye alamadığı diğerleri teker teker ağırlılarıyla gelip oturuyor yokluğuna. Bir adım sadece. Hiç sorun değil, mecal kalmamışken hem de hiçbir şey sorun değil o adımın olduğu kadar.

One step further is too much, too less. nothingness, for you to fall in emptiness, to suck you right into the center and a little bit sound, a bit tune a couple of words for you to drown in. One step further space wider than the dreams suddenly it is too small with a step what keeps going on and on doesn’t even happen from the start With a step too many people stuck in emptiness with a step too many people not even people in someone else’s emptiness.   Walking, not even while running towards at that last step it breaks into a thing into that thing, can’t take it back can’t take the rest back and they just sink down, down into the emptiness.   It’s just a step Kein Problem at all and when you’re that sick of it nothing is as wrong anymore as that step is to you. It’s okay, kein problem at all.