Poems

MEMET

Take these ratta-tats Memet

Take them to the ratta-tatta man

 

Take this me Memet

Take this me to the meadows

 

Do I know what to do with me?

To me, I’m always a seabattle Memet

 

Take this me to the birds

Drop this me to the poor suburbs

 

Battling’s a backpack anyway Memet

 

Besides can a wound get old

Just keep me waiting again on a pillow-bed

 

Even the apple awaits its time

 

Just … me in a big old urn…

Deeper even deeper Memet

 

Just watch what a carnival, the human race

 

Does the ratta-tatta man

Ever ratta-tat the ratta-tats Memet?

 

Best if you dump me in with the poor Memet

Take this me, throw this me off the minaret