By I build tactics
While you sleep
On how to admit
To my crime
We make love
Between
Your Carnival
And my War
On a bed where
“The half of the wharf that is bleeding
Is the half where I always
Sleep”
I like your gestures but
I can’t take you
To portray Others
In my language
I can’t live like this
And you can’t either
There is no better
Deal
I failed to be
Loved.
-Tali Cohen Shabtai
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