Sexy Carts Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sexy carts

I live on fifth floor
-seeing the shopping carts?
-in the halls? Not common!

Crazy, a poet
-I stop and observe
-the two carts full of junks!

Are green, Food-Basic's
-and are tied with short chain
- (back to back)
-as if dogs, having sex!

Spy-like (or police)
-get close to see it
-surely find it funny!

Laugh very silently
-it keeps me smiling.

Somebody
-for the change
- (or insane)
-has locked them
-pulled the chain
-not the way it should be
- (in reverse!)

Now, no one can take them
-unless cuts, removes chain!