I. Rape
When the first virgin of unicorns
Opened the box
I
The evil inside
Was released
I had the form of a god
Made out of roses
I raped the virgin
And it stayed the same
Untouched
Holy
From my poison
I. Mirage
He roamed alone
As a wingless moth
Searching for a drop of honey
In a lion’s mouth
The oil well refused to give him
Treasures
And his western mind
Refused to believe the lie
A mirage
A dream
Of Eve as a belly dancer
And a camel
Speaks Urdu
And wears
Dior Show black-out mascara
II. Sipping Nescafe
A single star is shining
A space ship
From NASA
Watching
Me
In my house
On my bed
Sipping my
Nescafe
Watching T.V
As a white man
Watching porn
With the curtains
Closed… it’s the globe
That we are living in
Circling in fog
And throwing out
Us as rotten food
In a homeless tummy
III. I am
I am the woods that were cut
The high tip tops of pine and palm
I am the wind that was shut
Jaffa and its oranges
يافا و بردئانها
I am the streets with its sluts
I am the bars with its mini skirts
And I am a hooker from above
A holy sinner
A right holder
With cheap lipstick
And dry lips
I am a teenager
On a cross-
road
Tall hair?
Short…
Piercing in the belly
Piercing in the tongue
Piercing in the whiteness of my eye
And piercing in my lust
I am me
A depression
A knight
In shining armor
A fright
A fried fries
With nuggets
And gummies
Cola
With chips
And a bunch of lost kids
A bottle of mine
Empty, but still has the smell
Of night
A wet shirt
Wet pants
A new bottle of
Nail polish
Spilled on the floor
Of my second floor apartment
IV. Yaffa
Yaffa from the sea
And the horizon looks close
An acre of moon
An acre of juice
A house of stone
And stairs of rosary
The smell of sea shells
And voices of sirens
Calling sailors
For free outdoor sex
Sand mingles in my ear
And makes me hear the sound
Of the furies
Gun shots and SNAP
A soldier coming from the corner
Thirsty for blood
And I used to think that vampires
Should be invited to come…
. My name
My name sounds as I want it to be
Fragile
Weak
And ends with a silent e