The Oblivion Poem by Atef Ayadi

The Oblivion



i have been
personally
in many cults
as a new comer
i mean a ufo,
an alien,
an emigrant,
an unclassified,
an educated savage,
rapist,
commininist,
'un pied noir de l'amerique'
a lot of folk took me
for homer, or what ever
one's perfect stupid cartoons.
now,
i live that
preferable and desired state.
i am
not
and nut
and neither
a saint
tologist
(tologist from tolo who study lotogism as a phenomenon)
nor a histologist or a skin topologist;
but it happen that
i watched that movie
i was empty
and it happened that
i had what i though
something
that fills my emptiness.
as to my loneliness

(''... is killing me and i,
i must confess,
i still believe, still believe
when I'm not with you i lose my mind...'')

is bright briteney spears' song.
so i love
these moments,
i mean when no one is really
around; even at time, i want to be
rather in a off forest.
a kind of survivalist in the open
and forever and ever.
that is another song if one can
free the
last and the least welded mind.

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