Candle Wax Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Candle wax

I read of cadets
-in book of poems
-Russian, Soviet's
-to me "He is a…"

He took me on roads
-dangled a lantern
-in the car, train's
-jigsaw in city
-he sought for forest…
-then I heard Cannon
-"Men do not cry! "

"Different is now…"
-recalled Canada:
-'Ex-soldiers, police
-sued the government
-as mad, brutal…
-PTSD…trauma! '

I go back and forth:
-"Sissy's, of the child's…"
-as men we were taught:
-"Be rock; do not bow…
-except to the ranks…
-even on branch; simply salute! "
-all of us copied
-"Sorbonne", "West Point"
-"Break them, shatter …
-reform and remake…
-erase all their past…
-give them stars, ranks! "

We cleaned floors
-on knees we crawled
-after beds, floors
-Candle-wax decor…
-women were our hands
-that is why caught him
-Midnight; masturbate…
-"The men do not ask…"