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Atticus Before He Burned A Stork

he had so much joy in him that he could not contain it


so he went looking for other bodies

he said, look, i shake

my core, it trepidates!

touch it, my friend, touch it!


when i did, i heard this zap

this tap this flap from his bac-

shh!


he winked at me, i think

then left

but i never saw him walk away


bombarded me with messages sent via dove, 

i stirred to thousands of birds

tapping outside my window,


they all flew in at once singing of love

they said, i hear you i know you i see you

oh, you

oh, you


everyone in town got heated that morning, 

shouted at me to keep quiet!


and here he offered his love with his eyes and his ears

his mouth never spoke, it only sang

he said azra, don't walk, dance


so people came and went, 

they gathered round his main cell like animals in a desert Oasis,

mingling around him,

dangling, dangling

drinking from that source of sparkling liquid


and then that great gush of water sprinkled, sizzled

until it was no longer 


this boy our entire little town had come to know

changed


he had the body, to be sure

the face, too!


but he gave so much that one day

he stopped feeling


now no matter what he did he could not feel! 

and that's just the way it was! 


he doesn't know where it went 

he just sits in silence

smiling without feeling

crying without weeping

sleeping without

sleeping



©2024 by Azra Keskin. 

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