Atef Ayadi


Short Story: // - Poem by Atef Ayadi

THE RHYTHM...

THE RACING HEART BEATS....

AND LIPS BITING..LEFT SIDE

WEST SIDE AND NORTH SIDE....

FROM HER SIDE....


THE GLANCE....RIGHT AND DOWN...

MADE ME
WAGE

A WAR AGAINST MYSELF.

SO THE RETIATION IS
SMOKE
FREE....GUNS FREE....
AND SMELL FREE....MEAT TO MEAT....
FREE...CATCHUPS....FREE..PARKING....A ND FREE....GRILL


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 3, 2010



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