Amy Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Amy



Amy

She comes in dyed blonde
Fluffy white; skirt's short.
She's walking poster-like
Confused in breeze
Of gazes and lost-ness
Prostitute in expo

In her mouth her index
Playing with her gum
Disgusting; and disguised
Greek Hera of revenge
For Zeus, his crimes
Women are all Leto; in her eye.

But Amy; Demeter
Corn-lady of grain, and harvest
Has power; is concerned
Both aware; feminine
One is fooled
One with brain

Thursday, August 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: feminism
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