WAITING FOR A LOVER
behind the church house i await your arrival:
holding the walls painted with Jesus’ cartoons
& i still smell the heart of men burning prayers
through the corners of the church’ doors
as i see the fumes of your prayer request
passing through my sight like a naked wire.
i wanted to touch maybe i could be healed
but they are guts of smokes carrying
a huge capacity inside them & my hands got
stucked in itself inside my pocket like miracle
but i still await your arrival behind the church
house. everything is becoming darker than
myself & the atmosphere has become empty.
& here in your church house i can
see your siblings coming out from
the other side of the church with their
Bibles and bags. & your parents seems to
be a pastor with their dressings
have you forgotten my name is Ahmed?
but don’t worry, I’m still waiting for you
behind your father’s church
that’s if i will still see you again
maybe not today or never again.
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