Buz kırıkları

Karanlıkta kara kedimi arıyorum

Kapının arkasında seziyorum

Kapının arkasına bakıyorum

Göremiyorum

Karanlıkla bir gibi

Görüntü bulanık

Gözlerimi biraz yana çeviriyorum

Ve işte orada

Kapının arkasında 

Gözümün ucuyla orada olduğunu

Kulaklarını dikip bana baktığını görüyorum

Oysa ona baktığımda varlığından şüpheliydim

Başımı çevirince orada olduğuna emin oluyorum

Senin gibi kara kedim de orada duruyor

Sessizce hareketsizce

Bazen ya ben göremiyorum

Ya o iyi saklanıyor

Yahut karanlık.

Ama var.

Orada.

Bebe Bisküvili Dondurma

It's raining

Cat's purring

He came home once again

Then left in ten days

It's raining

Cat's purring

Candlelight

Lemon sweet smell

Rolled another cigarette

Just worn my red lipstick

It's raining

Cat's asleep

Thunder rumbling

Yes he left

Eyes filled with two drops of tear

I feel happy

I feel content

It's raining

Cat's asleep

I remember Psychosis 4.48

And again he came

And again he left.

Rosemary

I am dreaming far far away

I am a female animal human

No domestication, no tradition

Untamed and independent

Flexi mind, limitless power

Strong vulnerability

Vast imagination

Unlearned the unforgettables

In rhyme with the solar system

In line with the Moon

Along the Milky way

To the holly room

Hoping for the hard to get easy

Distant near

Beloved to love back

To overcome the patriarch

And all the geographical borders

All meaningless boundaries

Religious hazards

To fill in the linguistic gaps

with the tongue of my wilderness

My natural musical wind and kiss

I am a witchy primitive but reasonable creature

I want love and affection, 

And I want ‘m now and rare.

I am dreaming it gets closer and closer.

Güllü Lokum

Those dark eyes knitted in my brown apples

Can’t look into them for long

Ready to fall in

Can’t afford to

Hands on my back

In those home arms

Breathing fast in your neck

Your heart on mine

Beating together

Racing with each other

Those dark eyes

Made me smoke tonight

Singing at your fingers

That rolled this cigarette

At the tip of your tongue

That licked this cigarette 

Life at each drum beat

All so well-orchestrated 

So affectionate 

So soft and so tight

Oh so deserted and forgotten

Those emotions are, but

T’inquiète !

Perelada Brut Reserva Cava

this is my hand

that is yours

put it on mine

blood tours

when it's all high

body warms

touch them hard lips

with your balls

this is my home

i am yours.