Do Not Ask Me Poem by Atef Ayadi

Do not ask me for an hourly love
A love with pinch in pinch out
I am not civilized yet.

Do not ask me for a burger love
With bad cheese,
I do not have the taste for it
I can not afford it anyway
With my minimum wage salary.

Do not ask for a minimum feeling
And maximum love
This is a different chemistry,
A different language
And another type of skill that takes time

Do not put my name in a list
On top or in the bottom
It does not matter
Being hired and fired are not options I am considering
This is for the skillful less
And I do not invest in the feeling and utilitarian market.

Do not ask me why I dream of the moon;
Cause the moon is not just
A face,
Full
Of smile,
Or dark eyebrow.
It is the first circle I draw,
The swoon when I am lost, and
Your eyes' tune, sand, and the dune.

Do not ask me
What is my name is,
Where I come from, or
What type job I have;
But ask what name I will give you and
What name you will give me from time to time;
Ask me where I will take you and you will take me
Without plans or exits.

Do not ask me if I could keep
The same smile;
Cause, a smile is like a golden ring
It does not create your hand
Neither my face.