Poet Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Poet
“It’s heavy…too heavy…heavy, ”
He moaned, pleaded and begged:
“Remove the sheet…and the ash.”
Questions filled the space around.
Eyes rolled
Lips moved
But no hand
Satellite in space so weightless:
“Sheet…ash…heavy? ”
No one knew
No one cared
He meant fire
The shouting
He had cried
In:
Moaning
Pleading
Begging
Demand:
“Sheet is ash, heavy on my chest,
I am fire, remove the killer ashes.”
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