Her Crack Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Her crack

In subway once again
On some seats lies homeless
And we are just few
If compared with lizard.

Sits a girl behind mask
Holding cell in her hands.

Comes another homeless
Weary as should expect
Her hair must have not seen
Combing, for many weeks.

Her clothes strange
Short is long, long shorter.

Walks free and careless
Till reaches the masked girl
Waves her hands to girl`s face,
Making her run away.

Then stands by homeless
Sleeping like timber
On the seats, banned to sit
Caring less for COVID.

Studies him deeply
Acting as the police
Or doctor in testing.

His red cap has fallen
On floor of the train
And he is deep asleep.

Finds one of his pockets
Dips in it win finger,
Finds nothing of value
So, returns the junk, in.

While bending to steal
Exposes her bare thing!