Poem
Mehrdad Fallah
The Hitch
Ego was caught up in a hitchkept grappling with it
going up
gone down
lost its head
didn’t want to stop
Does that mean there was no one on the other side of the alarm bells?
Ego was furious
kept shouting
screaming . . .
and fist following fist hitting the wall
Now that years have passed since this story
and I have forgotten what Ego
wanted to achieve
whenever I tell this mirror
he starts laughing
My god
When will this lift
ever stop?
© Translation: 2011, Abol Froushan
The Hitch
The Hitch
© 2011, Mehrdad Fallah
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The Hitch
Ego was caught up in a hitchkept grappling with it
going up
gone down
lost its head
didn’t want to stop
Does that mean there was no one on the other side of the alarm bells?
Ego was furious
kept shouting
screaming . . .
and fist following fist hitting the wall
Now that years have passed since this story
and I have forgotten what Ego
wanted to achieve
whenever I tell this mirror
he starts laughing
My god
When will this lift
ever stop?
© 2011, Abol Froushan
The Hitch
Ego was caught up in a hitchkept grappling with it
going up
gone down
lost its head
didn’t want to stop
Does that mean there was no one on the other side of the alarm bells?
Ego was furious
kept shouting
screaming . . .
and fist following fist hitting the wall
Now that years have passed since this story
and I have forgotten what Ego
wanted to achieve
whenever I tell this mirror
he starts laughing
My god
When will this lift
ever stop?
© 2011, Abol Froushan
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