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Neighing on the Slope

Horses’ neighing on the slope. Downward or upward.

I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die.

She says: Is there a wall to hang it on?

I say: We’ll build a room for it. Where? In any house.

Horses’ neighing on the slope. Downward or upward.

Does a woman in her thirties need a homeland to put a picture in a frame?

Can I reach the summit of this rugged mountain? The slope is either an abyss or a place of siege.

Midway it divides. What a journey! Martyrs killing one another.

I prepare my portrait for my woman. When a new horse neighs in you, tear it up.

Horses’ neighing on the slope. Upward, or upward.