Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi


Mask XXX


a hand size
glass crystal
clear

reflecting
the ceiling's
color
and amplifying
the carpet design

fall
into a a glass bole of water

as the crystal merges completely and
vanishes
into the water

an air bubble surfaces
and explodes leaving a puff of white smoke.

tell me
lady,
is this
my dream
or your
dream
or both?

because
it happened to me
that i shared the same dream
with a woman
who shares my bed, my night, and my pillow.

Submitted: Monday, August 18, 2008
Edited: Sunday, July 19, 2009

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