She Means Sex Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

'It fell down and broke.'
Someone said.
'It was jar, clay jar, and shattered to pieces.'

Someone laughed
He sounded like Bohlool
(The well-known crazy; with wisdom)

People came
Men gathered
And the kids; not women

Time was so
Still is
She means show and means sex

Some cleaned
Some gathered piece by piece
Some wondered: 'What was that? ' talk of sound.

Bohlool laughed with his hands under arms.

Someone turned, walked to him:
'You wise man; what was that? '
He answered as he did, wise to wise, mad for mad.

'Was its guts and wisdom; diminished, vaporized.'
Jaws fallen, in wonder
'What was that? ' man repeated question.

The reply was simple
'Wisdom goes with the dead so does guts.'
'What was that, not a jar? '

Bohlool looked with smile:
'You must read the Khayyam's.'