Smell your soles and smells your feet
Smell your bodies in your body
Smell your cuins
Smell your eyes
Ischent and smell your stars
Your mouths and smell your words
As the truth is these memories
Remember the plural
Splash
I fought with life and the death of my last sore
No, our mothers pain reads the Jaljan
How far did you go to see my devastating shouting
That slowly bake your blood
To the nightless nights
To this ridiculous horror
To your eyes behind bars
To the worldless world
In my name on your wet lips
To the love and the jungle of your wig
Meat
The omnipotent land under your statue
Caught up in the forbidden world
Gifte
We fell in love with the back of the mirror
And we hit the skyless hearts
