Readers Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Readers



Readers

My readers in post years
In your time I am dead
What you read is my way
To tell you what happened
Recorded history, days of year.
Neither more, neither less…

I am eye you have sent in advance
To hear in your way, a spy into time.

Friday, September 18, 2015
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