Last Impression Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Last Impression



Last impression

Pieces of flesh are everywhere
On the roads, scattered, all in red
Bloodlines are edges and designs
Like tableaus, portraits
The artists you and I; drivers, civilized.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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