I look for a gentleman or a master
Maybe he can restore my hearing and reopen my mouth
It can again call out the names of things and ideas
It can also separate darkness from light
by Rozvik
Noble innocence
I forgot to bury the silence before dusk
The camphor tree by the window rattled
The cooling tower has no waist and stands on the morning of Spain
It lives and dies, and in this way it invents compassion
The night reflection harvested countless stars
I can't sleep, sheep and sheep one two three four five six seven
Every spring rain I fantasize like a child
Don't trust the dead to come back to life
I've seen the abyss collapse
Biting your tongue, you gave me
The flesh is destroyed in an instant
When you touch a lover
Unconsciously compare with them
In this constant pursuit of nothingness, there is no other way
Both evil and righteous
The four-legged animal was rubbing its teeth
In the center of the stage, a fellow singer sang
It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning
In the ancient battlefield where I was born, I ordered takeaway
Arrive on time, anyway, and see the results
All mean, you pretend to be asleep, without a pass
I still walked there, identifying from another dimensional space
The Buddha was equally confused and chanted mantras
Pretend to go down
I was in a trance in a lie and didn't know
How much sincerity I lost, Blue Sky Vegetable Farm
See a face and ask me about the cold time of darkness
Far away, the woman selling crayfish
Knock out a QR code with dirty knuckles
I imagined paying taxes for the same bugs
Almost nothing will be invisible
More anxiously concerned about the frequency of her milk tea at this moment
The long lamp in the corridor belonged to some kind of light
Wait until the shrimp shells have been poured out
Artist | Works by Tala Madani
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