American Taliban: The 'Truth' Poem by Atef Ayadi

your slippery
ends up
all the time
to the 'truth.'

I like that!
look
little wizz,
Fishing in a river
it is different from a lake,
and fishing in a lake is different from
a sea -as a matter of fact there are dead, black, white, red, and Caspian sea-
is different from an ocean-oceans, you name it.-

Now,

little wizz, and genius of matter of god and not godess,

the truth without any epistemological framework leads
to absolutism,
absolutism is old stuff as old as the distance between Washington DC and Bethlehem BC and leads to this divine sleeping bored master
thing-personally, I do like to be a slave to anything even a condition, a matrix loaded and reloaded, or a confined space and time.-

If you need it/him/she/they for hope or need to go through a tunnel or
a journey cause you do not like to face it and face any endeavor.


or

accept it

and it is personal.
-at least you admit your failure to yourself to grow and evolve.-

I will advice you
to


do theater,
I called
the God
theater,

the divine theater,

or the opium theater.

since you can talk to yourself and stuff has to be poored out.

may be one day you through up


this clogging and clinged

god
between your mind, mouth and long guts.

may be,
you stop this constipating question about
who created it us-try to take me from your us thing.-