Which? Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Which?

Which is best, head or chest?
Or maybe, mid-part; legs...

I guess that lens, science, black-box
All rebelled against us; cameras

She lies down on sofa, facing us with smile
Wears nothing, not a piece,
Her breasts and much more are on couch

I guess eyes and her cheeks and apple; stolen
Adam's one, with the teeth, eyebrows

Tell us more than her butts, naked thighs
And her rest, which I shout: "Please hide."