Chatting: Recursive Thoughts Poem by Atef Ayadi

Chatting: Recursive Thoughts



leave hope

for

whom

hopes


are


god made

stuff.


There is no
hope

in the language
of the universe.


Not at all!

There is something called
effective and efficient
action

between
inertia
and Dégénérescence.


So, leave
hopes
for politicians,


and tell me
what is
your deepest

thoughts?

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