Take it all..

A prosepoem by:
Hikmet Elhadj 

Take what you want from me
 In this evening of agony
 whatever you want..
 Take clothesline and below
 Take the bar of soap, 
 boiled water and the cups
 and a pint of drink
 By the same
 date of manufacture
 color shades
 vine and deltoid
 Take the depths of the trap
 Take the mirrors of the place
 Reflections of those who have gone through it
 and the laughter of lovers
 Take notebooks and books
 and hanging boards
 And the colors of loss and fatigue
 The lust for the pastel
 and turpentine
 take the grapes
 take the fridge
 and the fridge
 Gujarat tea
 and the taste of cardamom
 and...