AHMADINEJAD LIKES NAZI FLOWERS

These scars are our only beauty and fog is still too thick to be real.

Abandon hope, they said. We are in Auschwitz. You still have your desire, they said. We are nazi flowers. You know the importance of being prepared in a moment of perfection.

No matter what they say night is full of whispers. You, Jew, compare your reason to our dream untill you enjoy it.

Abandon hope, they said. Happiness has made us crazy.

However, fifty years later Mr. Ahmadinejad likes nazi flowers with x-ray vision. He plays Wagner and tries to make some improvements. The sky is surprisingly fragile.

He likes nazi flowers and wants to be reborn just to prove a point. There are still more secrets to be revealed, he says. Holocaust has vanished into my garden and this is my true satisfaction.

Why don´t I feel myself turning to stone? He says.

NOWHEREMAN