man eats man, yet I..
Man eats man, yet I..
..must drink water. Dehydration is bad, especially when you watch corpses dug out of the streets you once walked in, loved in, saw God in. Must wear some eye makeup, and a perfectly ironed skirt, entertain the guests.. drink a cup of tea with two spoons of sugar.. must tell the story.. of the balcony with a view.. of beirut burning, isreal bombing, man eating man.. how terrifying It was.. How grateful I am for escaping.. must say I'm grateful.. must say anything about nothing in particular.. to keep talking.. and drink water.. and that cup of tea, with two spoons of sugar.
Must answer the question: where is he now?.. must turn on the news.. for the guests who wanna see.. corpses dug out of the streets you once walked in, loved in and saw God in.. must talk politics.. with the ones who wanna say fuck Israel, fuck Nasrallah, or fuck the Canadians.. must answer the telephone. As if nothing is wrong.. as if man isn't eating man.
Posted by SaudiEve at 4:13 AM