Apple
is gravity...

In the darkness,
all the inks in the world...

Only the protruded objects have substance
and the hollow ones...

Sometimes, escapes from you as fast as you are...
sometimes, dives in you...

I am a migrant bird
of your beauty...

Everything is so awful
and bad...

When I saw you first,
I knew then, I've never learned...

I was a ventriloquist
all my life until one day on stage...

I wonder if the Israeli army
bomb children in the sabbath day too...

No one could hear us.
We are so quiet yet our...

Holding on to youth
in the mirror seeing you're...

To A. Shamloo::
It was somewhere...