Pendant my Persian weekend

How critical

How critical I am of the critic

in her sweater

I know in my heart that fashion

works in mysterious ways

As if I could ever say

what someone else is missing

Its all about warmth anyway

The warmth of pepper,

saunas, normal outfits

oversized nights

are you ever burdened by relief

when something doesn’t work out?

the cop said,

do you know why I stopped you?

because I see you have no regard for the law

and you have no idea what I regard, 
I said

you see,
you don't know
what other people see

is it time for sex?

time for music?

time for my coming of age?

feta and lemon is a favorite flavor
it feels so vacational

so does cardamom sugar

I count my blessings
during my Persian Weekend

All of my memories

and others’ too form a cloudy ring

like something left behind by a cold wet glass on a wooden table

I think my poetry is mostly for eyeballs

maybe then it’s definitely bad

but it doesn’t matter, it’s about

the warmth
of popcorn
in your hand
while you watch a movie

Chestnuts burst gleaming
from their green burrs

not my words,
but nice

like I just wanna see you so bad