Beeyou Teeful

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Beeyou Teeful

I walked away
you forgot your hands on my face
I felt ashamed of my sorrows
ashamed of my loneliness
suddenly in the ruthless wisdom of our teens
I felt ashamed
of the dreams that poured out those maledictions

of love
of the rain.

you forgot your marbles on my face
you forgot your smell in my life
pouring a gallon of gasoline on my memories
I set fire to our joys. I attached

to your hair
the whole splendour of my favorite sorrow,
its winds,
there, yours is the autumn also
what else do you want of me
there, yours is the most attractive suicide also

I walked away
you forgot your islands on my face
you forgot your eyes in my past
I felt ashamed of my desires
of my advanced age
and of the rain
I am sick and tired
and you: sepia jazz kid abandoned by the city
you forgot every chance you had in my unexpected death!

they packed me and took me somewhere
on my face you forgot
your future

Translated by Suat Karantay