I am transient IV

A trek unwillingly begun after a slight and minor tear of a colored wrap
warps me endlessly to an imbalanced stance and a failed state of daze. frustration from a source unknown hovers about as a merciless bird of prey praying for my soon to be end to quickly arrive. I stagger by staggered breaths pulled forcefully only to survive an elongated tortuous tale in a world unrecognizable by any bit of sanity and brush aside any remnants of a colored wrap until they send me the vivid reminders in eloquent storied photographs.



(photo borrowed from source unknown)

Defiling reality

1. A local columnist wrote a peice that states that the Palestinians are getting too much love from the media.
2. Another professor has been dismissed for protesting for Palestinian human rights.
3. Jewish settlers want to sue the Palestinian Authority for suicide bombings.
4. The US is linking two traditional rivals, Iran and Al-Qiada.
5. Lebanon is still embracing its slave masters.
6. And on the second day of spring, it is snowing heavily.

Links to come...or not. Who cares really.

the richness of soil

my soil nurtures the implanted
whether fruitful saplings
or cancerous vines
that grow primarily in green luster then continue to wrap and sufficate the earth
until no other life is permitted sun.
my soil is rich.


-Lebanon