Forgive Me For My Poem by Atef Ayadi

dear toxicity,
and please discard
my charles bukowski
french language.
the world i live in
is controlled by liberal, central, right and hot wings idfs.
i call them peanuts' category.
they have different type of
guns and civilization-al crap.
i am jesus myself, and worse than alan watts
(peace upon him.)
i know
literally
what
resistance means,
and how i choose my words
mainly to the
ninety nine
percent romans.
i am packing
my backpack,
and leaving to very south.
i can not be more toxic than that,
and i promised my self to leave it where it belongs.
most importantly, the mind is the mind,
and words are only words.