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 Valentine's Day
February 14, 2000


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I looked through some of my poems and thought I liked this one better.

Kasra A. Ebrahimi

Night Forest


You are fast sleep and I am a dreamer. I am talking to myself talking to you telling me to say what you say not to and so the story goes...

"Do you believe, you are the master of forbidden" a voice in my soul said.
I heard a baby cry. He was 80 years too young. He walked on a limp foot.

"I am the object of obsession, do YOU believe" a voice said to her. She wanted him back. She wanted him in her womb. She ripped her legs apart and bled indiscriminately with her heart open to his mouth.
She danced feverishly on wineglasses, on the rims, on the stove fire.

He stood with a silent look. He looked 6 feet too short.
"Do you believe, I have walked on a limp from no-time to foreverafter..." I heard him cry

She walked out towards the moonlight.
"Good-bye," she said, "The stony heart of a laughter does not enchant you." I heard him cry and she fell sleep in the forest of dreams.


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