Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 74,583 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

When Exposed - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

When exposed

In corner, private, she told me a secret:
“My legs are to me as are car, bus.
They turned to silver screen for your kind.
Successful endless lust encouraged, inspired.
I consume razor, wax, and shave them.
Then use them as the arms willingly…
I too have fun and joy when exposed.”

Topic(s) of this poem: conversation


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 29, 2015



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