Chiseled Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Chiseled
Chiseled
Some smiled
Some laughed
Eraser in hand
I at the board
Cleaned clouds
Of chalk’s dust,
Some laughed
(Stomachs out)
I erased in my mind
The shared memories
(Topped by your name)
All are carved
(In a cave, on rock)
That hammer
The chisel
Have worked
In your favor
As tinder
Of course
Burned
Deep inside
This tattoo
This taboo
Is in depth
Inside and I
Cannot erase.
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