Treasure Island

Nassy Fesharaki

(Dec 29 / Iran)



Nails polished
(Dark green)
Over black, her blouse
(Also green)
And hair tail is gathered,
(Rubber green)
Full fashioned

She's ordered apple pie
She's eating, and is hot
She takes bites, every bite
Makes her hen with water

Her cell phone on table
She's busy with the text
Beige table full of crumbs
Fast finished, what a rush
She had break, ten minutes

On her hand
(The left one)
She has lines
(All black)
Has circles and arrows
All raised, mixed
It must be a message
To heavens as pray
Astrology, talisman

These tattoos with machines
Electric, high speed
Are varied, worlds apart
From the old with needles
Poked with ink
Pouring blood

Everything's duplicate
Love, learning, even fashion?

Submitted: Thursday, June 26, 2014
Edited: Thursday, June 26, 2014

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