Yasmin Odeh
Riddle me
Something you’d say
Because you’re curious
We look at the man on the stage
Hands maneuver around their pioneer
Allow the Incessant road ahead of our window
Heal us like a complimentary cognitive therapist
Fingers tightly wrap around your chrome battery
Inhale the extract of the natural nurturing nature
Float above below to Question what it all means
Cry out in despair and genuine bewilderment
Advise you and I about lifting the head higher
Struggle to shut out the three-sixty buzzing
Unexpectedly exit the abode with intention
Leave me with an impossible Question
How am I older than you when
You were here before me
You’ve left our puzzle
With not a real
Solution And
A Missing
Peace