şiir #3 - ağustos onbeş, ikibinyirmiüç, salı saat sabah onellibir, kadıköy, istanbul.

defaced scripture stands like a long passed expiration date on the temple's wall

one broken promise after another

troubled prophet slipped his secret out

we're not gonna survive our extinction event


we gathered here on this day of mass and celebration

have we forgotten to bid our goodbyes to all earthly desires?

let's break a bottle on the heads of our brethren to ward off evil spirits

where are our fields filled with flowers of all colours anyway?


the show repeats itself all over again when it finally ends

it could not care less if the lights are on

the actors change but the roles stay just the same

one could say they are both merry and sad at the same time

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