POET: HASAN ILDIZ

WHAT SHOULD I WRITE?

What about you? What should I write? I’m a bit of a criminal too I also stayed inside for a while. I was arrested for no reason Maybe that’s why I don’t know Maybe I’m afraid From my exploded sole From my broken rib I’m breathing hard. This huge contradiction It’s not easy to live Even writing is a pain That’s why I can’t write everything. I keep silent about some words on purpose. If I call you now to this poem If I shout your name among the houses Standing at the garden gate If I kiss, if we kiss like weapons of mass destruction I can’t take care of you It won’t leave my sight The state of his face pressed against the wall.