I painted yesterday…
The painting is still in its teens
A lot of adventures and messes await her.
Today I wrote seven lines,
I deleted four of them.
The page remained blank
Like the mouth of a bare skull.
I went out for sports,
As the night entered the house,
I don’t think about firing him.
I have an empty heart.
Art Installation by Amir Khatib
The Ovi 