snails
snails
I love snails
what’s there not to love
about snails?
snails can live on
the line
and when I take
the 63 past
Ma’ale Adumim I
think about
snails
snails
have their own
shells
and they answer to no one
which is wonderful
I always answer
to my LORD
but snails have no
idea about
the sublime
snails are sublime
which cancels
a possible
idea of
the sublime
I do things when
afraid) (A bougainvillea
after English
class/Shahd is
showing me
her hijab) (I eat
yogurt) (A long
line of
ants cannot be
evil/If
they’re evil
then why
do they like
sugar?
✲
(...) Even then Antigone’s in Dheishah
There there are black water tanks
answer me little ant
Why do you away on the moped?
Is another missile a mammoth?
Will my poulaines be made to/flutter?
✲
creepy
fireworks
for
the soldier
I am
Ahmad’s reading
lamp
outside an
embarrassing
clothesline
when
a siren goes
off
a car is
a plagiarism of
a run
my pancreas
smells
but how
does it
smoke
like salmon
it is
but
the pink
itself
that terrifies
it is
rosewater
in the year
2012, a bus
blows
up, see
mosquitoes
burst when it’s flexed
✲
A nun eats the cake of Islam
My duende’s on
reggae
)(
Cumbia cowboys at the outpost
Ojalá comes from
the back of
the throat
)(
Sometimes
I dream of
washing her
with my beak
)(
On the table I slice
the bread
)(
Semitic ponytails
challah
and
clogged
)(
pores
✲
These are some definitions of the ludic
A date 2 dates 3 figs 4 mice
✲
An F-350 is the
border of vision
Qué poco para ti
A spittoon
of fingernails
I am
not floss
And Helal and Shahd
and Dima
and Sonia?
Slowly call to prayer
starts
Time to smoke inside
buildings
Lip sync
a bolero
You’re not standing
on my eyelids
You’re far away
where the walls are
