Poetry is how I repent,
am the greatest sinner.
I’m aware of where inspiration comes from,
there is a price to pay for everything,
and I’m driven mad,
with accounting myself.
The greater the urge to rid myself of fodder,
the easier the pen flows.
The decision to be drowning in prose,
means you also exorcise your demons relentlessly.
Painting by Hossein Irandoust Moghadam