Eighty Degree Poem by Atef Ayadi

she said:
in one hand
(it could be yours,
and not mine)
'we seem to have a sense of
what we can comfortably put up with,
and we have the ability to go off chart
and one eighty degree.'

i love words like:
'we, '
'seem, '
'have a sense of, '
'what, '
'we can, ' and 'yes we can, '
'comfortably put up with, and do not put up with'
'ability, '
'go off and out of chart, '
'180,1,8, zeros, and the degree down to which
everything either collapse or come to an order.'