duct-taping <br />my left ventricle with my right <br />my good side with my bad <br />my wrong thoughts with my right <br />I use my right to ink about <br />how all my wrongs doings <br />make me write about <br />the right doors to push <br />and the right things to do <br />to enrich my poor life <br />lacking that exciting dive <br />into an ocean full of fish <br />with no right or left arms <br />no wrongs or rights <br />just a life to live <br />until they reappear <br />on the surface <br />of all this.<br /><br />Lazhar Ichir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-about-duct-tape-and-many-kinds-of-fish/
