Her Bra Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Her Bra

Her bra

Red is light,
I stop,
Look at her,
Empathize!

She is old,
Hat, she wears,
Has no hair,
Has she shaved?

No breast,
Nothing there,
In my sight,
Her bra…

I question:
"For fashion? "

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