Poetry Magazine

 

  Moshe Benarroch

ISRAEL

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Call me

Call me later
when your parents are dead
and the line is not busy
Call me, call me later
when your teeth are not bleeding
from the men you ate
and your mouth is not on fire
from the words you did not say

Call me later
when the air is not humid
and your sons stop killing
call me, call me later
when the sauna is closed
and the cars stop smoking

Call me, don't forget to call me
when I have forgotten you.

 

We Wait

We have come to the city
to witness our own death
we have paid the taxes
to build the bomb
and now
we want to see the results

We wait
we don't know who will drop it
we are our own enemies
we just wait
when night comes
and nothing happens
we come back the next day

We have paid a high price for this show
we cannot accept a refund
for unused tickets
We have the right to see the real show.
 

 

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