Black Stuff Poem by Atef Ayadi

Black Stuff



she walks
like she
want to express everything with her body....and


all the black stuff and night mares....


she is walking loose,

natti, and nasti black bourgeois dark vodoo stuff...

i can not claim
i do not like
the dark matter stuff....

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