i changed the
colour of
the sigh
of my agony
into red
i wonder
would you know?
where my
wound is
what kind of
fear
bottles up
the smell of the
broken heart?
i will change
the colour of my
room
so that
it won’t
reveal our
sin
i look like a
deserted one...

Gunsel Djemal 20/6/2009 Bromley Rd-London