i

sometimes it is hard to do
the right thing
(everything is wrong)-

too much-not enough
hate and love
who cares

sins of inclussion
and omission
almost the same

purity
obscurity
obtuse

specific-
say what you mean
mean what you say-

silent why
too quiet
too loud

shrinking violet
too proud
prone

get up
hate or love
too fat

too thin
we like you
we don´t like you

do this
no,do this
no-do that

not that..
god!
devil!

mad!
too good
too bad..


ii

yes,she says, i lived
by denial-like
beauty

when i was young
i would breakfast by
the nile

it was beautiful
i was very ill-
hepititis

yellow as their beautiful
lemons
amid the greens

felucaas and croissant
i smoked strong hash
and stayed awake

through the night
the athan,so beautiful
i would not sleep..