İrem Eldem

Photo by Greg Rakozy on Unsplash

Flat position over a desk

Feet face the wall

Tied with a thread

Thinner than your hair

The body is covered under a drape

Who knows where the soul is

Who knows whose body it is

Resting breathless, motionless, cold

Once upon a time filled with emotions

Endless swings of…



When do you love me again,

Since I drove back from the desert

Dragged myself into this city

Soaked under the rain

Would you love me again

Since I have met you

Separated from my sins

Escaping from the abyss

Longing to be

Lovable again

Would you love me again



We colored the walls of this room with purple and orange

The wall shelf full of my toys

I put the sparkling powder with lavender oil

There is also a window that I can look behind

This is not mine, this is not me

I am looking through the window