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24 - أكتوير - 2017


Teach me the night

So that I wear my pain
With elegance
And with my high heel suffocate
Autumn's last breath


Teach me the night

So that I knock
On time’s empty vessel
And get fresh water
From the desert’s mouth


Teach me the night

So that I listen
To clay particles
Being repaired
In my body

Teach me the night

So that I dance with ghosts
That terrify me
And sleep
On their fatigue


Teach me the night

So that I set up of my nightdress
A throne for you
And fall asleep
At your feet

Teach me the night

To be born of a dream
And love
My death

At waking

Fatiha MORCHID

Translation: Norddine Zouitni

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