Like A Poem by Atef Ayadi

like a pair
of two black wholes
we are.

the world
withing and around each
is the heaven
we live in.
you can
see
everything
you want,

except,

first,

one has to disarm
from all the emo jeese
and all the bougies
all the gees and
bee gees

to a complete
silence.
while
now is unfolding
metaphorically.

or,
if you are a survivalist,
think of something
you
want to die
to see it;
feel it;
or experience it.
i mean
you want to
die for it?