Atef Ayadi

Falling -The Eighth Second- - Poem by Atef Ayadi

I like to feel
The bouncing
On the ground;
The real crash
With a fainted or fake smile.
I like to know
My last word,
My last thought,
My last breath,
my last wish,
my last phrase, and
My last word,

I like to see the unspoken truthful smell,
That dark and

I like to touch
What is left of me
After the crash.

I like to see myself
After the impact,
Empty or full of life
Or something else.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011

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