İLKİN BESTE ÇIRAK

POEMS TO PERFORM – REALITY

This is a huge, serious, pricey five-star film shooting, And there will be a lot of blood shed around. Listen, Overcome the reality with me. I hold the hand of those chanting images for the silent people from the big city of Munich, me becomes someone else in other corners of the entire planet, I, because what you think- when we are alone, me and the whole Germany, just the two of us. I can't roll a cigarette without paper. It may be better. Please, no photos. Ach, du! You! You! YOU, YOU, YOU! I am the terror in your mouth, chew me. I am the youth that fits you, punch me, thank me. I am the pain, lonely, sitting there, waiting for your attention kick me, push me, sue me, harder. I am the mother of your womb; torn, kid Why do you want the monkey Take me, take me! it is more efficient Keep me not in soundscapes, it is so boring I want to be on your TV. - `Asynchron—' ‘ You think too much,’ said he. ‘This operation might take more than expected,’ tended she. They parted without a smile. 'For some reason, I always keep myself at the bottom of the sea. ’ 'That's where we begin,’ echoed source inherently Both scattered silently 'You have beautiful eyes,' he murmured, and looked. “How many pounds does it take to keep my feet on the ground?” he wondered, “We can't sew this outfit onto you, though,” she retorted. Everyone was pleased, they took the rehearsal. One had been assigned to kill another. The world was neither beautiful nor pretty inconvenient. They bent down and dipped their hands in the mud. The trees took root. `Amidst all the excitement that surrounds me, you are like an unfinished line on a face`, She sensed the other and hid the sketches in her notebook, then pulled a nettle-like branch from her breasts and burned it. She should never have turned her back to the mirror. - The actresses exit the stage, dancing. End. Poems to perform- reality. 2025