Tuesday, July 8, 2014

FOOFARAW



Its ok, I am fine,
just a little heartbroken thats all
just a little dizziness in the head
just a little numbness in the left hand

Its ok, I am ok
just a bit confused, but thats just me
just a bit left out, but thats just a fuss
just a bit broken it happens to everyone

          This is a nagging moment
          This is a small complaint

                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw

I can never argue with someone who is always right
I can’t question the logic even if its as dark as night
I am ready to explode inside my yearning brain
but I do it privately to avoid a wasteful fight.

          This is a nagging moment
          This is a small complaint

                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw


Its ok if you are fine
Its always my fault, yes, I now understand
Its never what it seems, I have to comprehend
Some call it betrayal, but who are they to command?

Its ok, don’t you worry
I always come back home,
the one who embrace the shame
I always take the blame

          This is a nagging moment
          This is a small complaint

                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw
                    This is just a foofaraw

Payman Abdali
July 8th, 2014

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

dactylogram

how do I describe my feelings?
mixed, sinusoidal, suicidal
empty, filled, none
I don’t believe in magic
as John may have said
neither in Jesus nor in miracles
chance maybe

redirection in every aspect
redesign in every corner
rethink in every word
rewrite every belief
is there any?

floating and drinking
complaining and mocking myself
and every synthetic smile around
every fake gesture
every lie
hover over the cloud
of the purple haze of my mind

I found myself alone,
in the lonely heat of Tehran
lost and lonely

just like the moment before the tunnel

Payman
July 1st, 2014