Free Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Free



Free

In Yorkdale, I sit wait and observe
The summer holidays near end.

People rush, shop to shop to purchase
Here, there, many signs say: “auction”.
(Favourite of women) .

I see them get in-out from behind and front,
Read writings on their pants and their shirts.

Mind flies with the words, among them:
One’s chest has “Free” word, ‘D’ plus the breasts.

I think of asking her:
“What’s Free, behind the slogan? ”

Of course she, is smart, can smile
But what if, she frowns?

Other in great shape, perfect pear her buttocks
The best hip to give birth.
Unlike films and posters of runways,
Standard with the knife of surgeons.

In market, while waiting, I see; think.
Thoughts fly, unlike hands and tied legs
Or bound eyes, waxed ears; forbidden.

Monday, August 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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