Sarcasm 103 Poem by Atef Ayadi

she said good luck...


her eyes
her glance
went backward
toward my eyes...

her voice
pitched down
and went low and backward
to ward my silenced voice....


I know what luck is;
and what is in your mind....


what i am sure.....
your sloppiness made
me sarcastic....

I am still
sarcastic
about the luck you gave....

cause,
i have an attitude toward sloppiness...

and this '' growing woman ''
fake sloppiness...






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