اکنون میان دو هیچ

Memories of Seclusion

By Ali Abdollahi

Translated by Alireza Abiz

My right shoe has gone on leave

I am neither four-footed now nor two-footed

I read "Nietzsche" in primordial trinity

At nights, he comes to my sleep and says:

At last, I will rub your mustache away!

Telephone has been on answering for days

Again, this importunate landlord!

I scratch my foot with knitting needle

I never saw any good from the right

Left has always been left

I am tired, tired

Tired of this tripartite opposition

Right-handedness, left-mindedness, nihilistic belief!

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