My Need Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My need

Take the palaces
-the highways and the airways
-the hotels and the penthouses
-the treasures and the jewelries
-in and out of the limousines

Take the whisky
-the rum, the tequila
-The beer, the vodka
-the wine and all the juices

Leave me with
-my backpack
-the one I had in Bolivia
-where I walked the death track
-the Inca track, the Huari track
-the Guarani tracks and the Che track

Just that backpack
-with a tarp and some dry fruits
-and a container for water…

Then a camera
-digital with memories
-full sensor
-good lenses
-and enough batteries

That is enough
-till I die
-till I become dust
-till I am a particle
-among those who
-have turned dust
-in thousands of years…