Bathurst Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bathurst



Bathurst

Insurance
Friday eating out
Pain's much so is time to relax.

Patio on corner
Except one, all women
Celebrate with coffee and bagel.

"Can I join? "
I sing in for birthday
"What's her name? " is question.

Promised Paradise
Streams, tree leave's music
And women, all women; and women

Young and old
Barrel-Fat, thin and tall
Jaw dropping cleavage; Heavenliness

Some peacock
Excellent, face and up
And the feet, veins running as if roots

Chests, bagpipe
Camel-knee and ugly
With dress sticking, showing curves

Bagel world
That's world to amuse
Eat little, pay too much, then big tip

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