[rope]

someone every day me

till you have feet

He imagines

He excuses the rope

and its absence

The reason for surviving the execution

and me

every day

in silent silence

i will die

not once

Not a complete death

But thousands of incomplete deaths

Along his gaze

he stands

And he watches me

without knowing

The handsless killer is my everyday

No, it bleeds

No, he shouts

there is only

And that's it

Executes the sentence

I fall every day

I sink into myself

In no one after the fall

And he

It will come back tomorrow

with the same look

With the same silence

With the rope not being the same

And I open

You didn't come

I will be entrusted

#Behnam_Mohtarami