Porumbescu at Qawwali Karaoke
Year of Creation: 2004 | Published: 2016-05-12 | Theme: Porumbescu at Qawwali Karaoke

I looked for you in churches,
I looked for you in brothels.
I looked for you in dive bars,
I looked for you in salons.
I get no grasp of you.

You are not a person.
You are a body part.
When you squeezed in between
my gum and my cheek.
When you squeezed in between
my belt and my back.
And then I didn’t hear from you
for four months.

Ubiquitously nowhere,
you are your own veil.
You do not belong to humanity.
The part is greater than the whole.
No one gets a grasp of you.

Transl. by Jennifer Croft

 

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