Small Head Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Small head

Don't know why for some time
-I have been thinking of
-the friends of old days
-the parties, single ones
-gathering and joking
-as do men in young age…

We spoke carelessly and dirty
-used each part of body
-men's, women's, relations
-integrated actions…
-guess yourself!

Ecstasy and laughter and food and the drinks
-and…
-and of course many jokes…

Someone said, (I rather withhold names) :
-men are run by two heads
-smaller and larger
-only one at a
-time! ! !

Looking at my own life and others'
-I see that he was right
-harassments and the rapes
-or even the made up complaints
-lead the way, take me there to comment

So many embarrassed have fallen, just because
-of the mean small head fighting with the larger
-winning war, empowered doing what it shouldn't
-therefore causing burden for large head
-head on neck has to find solutions

I can see why I think and think of ‘Father Sergey'
-it must be my being single man, bachelor
-and my need for food for small head
-I hope things all go well
-for me and all the rest…
-let's cross the fingers, kneel, pray…