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the poem of the future

1.
there should be an ocean in front of the dooryard
an ordinary architect would figure it out in an ordinary universe
the idea of an ocean in your service if  you want to have a bath
what else does an idea serve for, melanie

look here,  you can die at our place as no film ends in pest
you can die at our place, as we have arranged a danube for this
we have a room we call it as simmering room
body bags full of a wardrobe
the emphasis is on hung on its word
– No such a thing mentioned above
neither the vice verse is

2.
seven cities thank you
two kings smile at you
but one pretends
whatever , this only interests me and your all poems’
it interests the experiment of shaking hands with a continent

not a decision, not a farewell, only an embarrassed hand shaking

at least,your two hands be equal for a moment
in the strengthen of embarrassed hand shaking

i couldn’t write this part at age 18
i looked at the poets who had written this, they couldn’t .
they knew very well where to born

i couldn’t write that poem in the future, melanie

3.
you can see in some films
the child holds the barrel and looks through it
if we agree that soldier can never be existed
the soldier could be a hand maiden (with a bad translation)
our good genes might vomit our bad ones when required

looking at the date on the cover of a hand written Quran
a second that i don’t feel myself smart at all.
-just a second
there is no such a thing to appear in an insignificant shot for a second

it is valid for that crazy old man, too
-look here! old man, what do you say?

has the kid ,who will look through the barrel, come yet ?

but we can share the knowledge that `you are not perfect`
we can do this when you prostrate yourself before me
we can prostrate ourselves before me together
one day i order a friday for  you, we can go by walking
but the brotherhood will be over when you turn ignition

4.
why should that be a misfortune
we didn’t attend the fairs before 80’s
now, there are fairs for everything
it is considered that we will change the world by going ones.
on the booths with our the most pensive and curious manner
with our manners i love you, you love me

5.
if we agree, i am not in.