i saw the greatest minds collapsed
onto me — while i weep
while i was tempted — back and forth
i heard voices,
voices from the sublime
and the Chiron, dictated clearly that
i was never going to be full or contempt
i heard.
At one stroke,
half of me stuck in the macrocosm — while i weep
thinking what was lost on me before.
The guilt
encompassed me — the embitterment
polarized me.
The polarization was a vivid gift, was a stardust
— to fulfil sovran maturity —
that sprung over me, from Diana.
But
the polarity under the skin,
never made me serene,
only dismantled me — while i weep.
İrem Genkertepe 