Co-Pilot Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Co-pilot

For years I, among you
Particle of the air; unnoticed

Now, away, out of sight
You write and you speak

What is this?

I ran and made contacts
I raced and laughed and asked

Hands were long
Extended to sky

You had bowls too small
Like vultures on skulls
Half-Yoghurt, and spoon for babies
I too was, trained so, it was shit

We are husks in sand dunes
Wind of life blows wild
Sun shines hot

Introverts all of us; who should care?
And whom for?

We; mankind, are no more one nation
We’re rotten, no more are united
Untrue is cry for plane; you are ghosts.

This drum is hollow; meaningless
Media is commerce

I was there with pleas; no one saw, now blames
“He was so and did so.”
You are fools.

Celebrate; I am gone
So do I; I’m away and free
From you, defecates