What a Piece, Man
by Fatima Hakam
He was staring at her brain the whole damn time.
He couldn’t let go of her hand movements , her steady posture and the language she spoke through her mouth gestures .
She is smart
She is strong
She is beautiful .
You know how woman like that are dangerous ? Right ?
Because with strong comes heavy past .
messed up past .
a fight .
They don’t loose no more .
With smart , comes less heart
Less driven emotion
Less passionet dreaming
More difficult to compromise
They break your heart before you break theirs .
With beautiful comes breaking insecurities , comes not believing you no matter how many times you told her she is art.
She’ll never buy it , your sincerest appreciations of her creation ,
Are only complements and flirts to her .
she is not in peace ,so the fight inside her leaves no room for someone else .
Her insecurities feed her strive to be whole as one , no compelemntry positions available .
What type of power you’d have over a woman like that ? Ha ?
They leave you at the end , women like that.
they tell you the truth though , They all tell you what they beleive .
that its not your fault , Its theirs.
so you stare .
You grab as much as you can of her existance
You fill your pockets your hands your eyes your head with her presence .
Until she is gone , with her shadow still lighting the place she was sitting on .
And you lean back to your chair
And exhale .
What a piece ! – You say
You don’t see many of those often.
They kill themselves too fast.
You can’t save them .
They are too strong to last .
What a piece, man , what a piece .
Khalid Yasir said:
ثمة أنثى لا يسعها انضباط القصيد فتنثر