Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Muse

Yes
There was nudity
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Heel to heel, toes apart her feet were, making a line.
Fuzzy hair was sweet and teaching; “what’s wrong? ”
I questioned, not looking at leg, knee and the above.
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Ham and egg
And pancake
And omelet
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Shakeil died too early

The papers, Internet, radios and TVs
All ugly, dishonest and in show
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I want to kill someone
I want to see the wound deep inside
And the blood to sprout and splash
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Greg is student
So am I

He is in photo art
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Knowing Honey and Milk! Cube-Sugar or Rock!
Why expecting so much; if head in bag with hay?
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I’m window on the ground
No glass, diagonal
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Like a clay vase dropped from the roof for Noruz
I am shattered; I can’t see
Where are my wings?
I need to fly
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Murder

I had power in my muscle
No need of gun
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