Surrealism Iv Poem by Atef Ayadi
Surrealism Iv
Rating: ★5.0
Words are eating commas,
Phrases are eating the page,
Pages are eating the Parallel Space.
The end of Quantum Mechanic
Is reaching its fatal absurdity,
And its maximum entropy.
It is cold;
I have to burn my journal.
Monday, February 13, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: eating
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