Your Eyes, O Hoor

She closes her eyes and says, “O Lord…” As if someone is strangling me — I’m tired and don’t know what wears me down. Strange voices in my head, words whose meanings I cannot understand… and I don’t know their source… Ahhh — a sigh that originates from the depths of a buried lump, a tear falls from her right eye… followed by one from the other eye. She bites her lip hard, afraid of a cry that might be heard. With her right hand she pats her heart, hoping that this wound might heal…