Like A Teen She Was Poem by Massoud Abolfathi

A car was coming and going
In the middle of a teen city

The teen step smelling his wandering soul

The soul rising his voice

for the the teen spirit
Gone in the wind

lost on the lost highway he remembered

In the city of nowhere

Where a small tense love

smelled like a teen spirit

And the woman standing at the window

Shot through a teen smelling camera

A tableau shot through

A lost love shaking on a road unknown

And a small unknown death

coming and going through the door knob

Like a see tide coming and going

The teen spirit and the death

spelling in the voice of him

And all the memory a la morte de la ville gone

The memory losing its teen voice

in the song of him smelling like a teen

Smelling like the song lost on the corner of nowhere

Written on the road
spring,2023