Why I Write For Eileen Poem by Atef Ayadi

she is my sister.


she is my mom.

she is a girl i saw
and i forget with a little guilt.


she is crazy and i am too- i love crasiness-
may be more than anyone imagine.

she is dull sometime,

that is what i need most of the time.


she is a female

i am a slack.

she has the staff
for life,

i am like any extremist

i have the staff for after life
-i mean i resurrect myself every minute if i do not see eileen-