Repeated Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Repeated



Repeated

Fucking life is boring
-each corner, technically
-is the same, repeated, repeated
-like movie that plays every year
-Soviet's: -"С лёгким паром! "

Behind me was RV
-I was sure of brand
-but was wrong
-was not the Japanese
-known as best or second
-instead, Korean hardly known

As always I made best
-with the things I observe
-side mirror spoke, said:
-"She is a blonde girl! "
-active and effective
-and she was

She became my muse

The best thing in my car
-whenever I drive
-are mirrors
-others'
-mine
-they work as cinema

Seeing her was a bell
-our world is but a hell
-everything is the same
-repeated, repeated, repeated
-beauty of puzzles
-difference in colours
-in the tongues and cultures
-hardship of adjustments
-all are gone and are dead
-fucking life is boring
-the things are all the same
-on roads and in our cells

Thursday, April 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: experience
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