Atef Ayadi

Surrealism Xiii - Poem by Atef Ayadi

Eileen lit a cigarette
In a moment of a cascade
Of memories
And remorse.
The smoke erupted
From her pomegranate lips.
And invaded the bar space;
Like a Pyroclastic flows
At the speed of light,
And finally fell on me.
Her eyes were fixed
On me;
Like a star watching
An orphan moon.
I felt my skin
Half burned;
I still kept watching
This beautiful
Natural phenomenon.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 1, 2006

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