My Expectations Are Gone Poem by Atef Ayadi

My Expectations Are Gone

i wait and i wait for words
to storm on me.
i just have to wait.
maybe the splendor,
and the flow of words
will come over me,
in waves, or crushing on me.
since waiting becomes a sword,
echoing chores and chords,
and,
i never see a flying elephant bird;
so, i surrender
to the pleasantry of the absurd.

My Expectations Are Gone
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