Mad Marathon

By Khayrullo Fayz

Translated from Uzbek by the author

Uzbek poet Khayrullo Fayz is caught in an endless attempt at escape.

September 1, 2014

Uzbekistan

And my window flees
Followed by my doors
My chair is in a rush, too
I’m left standing in the middle of a bare room

The room can’t withstand the volume of the loneliness
It starts shaking
Badly
Threateningly
Urging me to leave, too

But where to
I can’t open my doors
Can’t fly away from my windows

The room leaves, too
I utter these words:

Mad marathon
Mad marathon

July, 2014

And my window flees
Followed by my doors
My chair is in a rush, too
I’m left standing in the middle of a bare room

The room can’t withstand the volume of the loneliness
It starts shaking
Badly
Threateningly
Urging me to leave, too

But where to
I can’t open my doors
Can’t fly away from my windows

The room leaves, too
I utter these words:

Mad marathon
Mad marathon

July, 2014

Khayrullo Fayz was born in Khujand, Tajikistan.