THERE IS NOBODY THERE / Poem by Serpil Devrim

Poem by Serpil Devrim
 
 
THERE IS NOBODY THERE
 
the forest is buried in the dead drunkenness
in the dark of the night lengthwise
the unconscious majority with the feeling of foreboding
stagger at the roots of the mind where they take a stand
there is nobody there
there are nobodies there
 
while they dream with great difficulty
with centuries-old dogmas sanctified in their multi-leaf branches
without organic links they fall into the space
whose celestial correspondence is unknown
there is nobody there
there are nobodies there
 
when eternal explains everything
nothing the batman dresses in greens
without being able to realize the truth from its white
resigning sophistically with unexpected happiness
there is nobody there
there are nobodies there

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