Pores Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Pores

Feel as if am skin
-of a goat…

Look at past, magnify process
-on ground is laid goat
-gold-brown…tied are legs
-front hooves kiss and hug
-the same is for the hinds…
-extended is neck for? ? ?

A single hazel eye sees sky
-another, the ground…

Stands man in loose pants
-knife in hand…
-wears small mat-like cap.

Picture the blood gush…

Pain demands: "Go, escape! "
-time turns the lava-goat to fossil!

Unlike sheep, goat's skin
-after holed and puffed in
-is pulled out, so, men in
-music, as well as storing
-can use it as bag to…

I am one…

Has filled me Goddamn age,
-Age! Age! Age!
-with seen, done, passages.
-What gets out from pores;
-rarely, in occasions
-is of age that makes me
-talkative as expert;
-it isn't my brain, nor wisdom!

That is why I feel like
-piece of shit and useless! ! !