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