from An Apocalypic Chain of Melody by Metin Cengiz

no, my love, I will not spell out this song for you
with its aroma discarded, metamorphosed in riots
I have long since stamped my seal
put down my clumsy signature
on the most challenging part of life
and at every sunrise I have brushed my teeth
pressing life hard onto my flesh

–come on, pick up that comb that adores poems
and start the day by combing your hair

translated by Suat Karantay

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