… Read moretick tock, tick tock
don’t you
ever, EVER
mind the clockit’s Hades
calling
your name
from afarimbibe
aplenty
sin
a’ galorewhen sunset
Rush to the end (شتاب کن سوی انتها)
I rarely write poems in Farsi. Somehow today, while at San Diego’s Timken Museum of Art and while taking in the beautiful European paintings on … Read more
I’ve been shooting red bulls in the sky
… Read moreI’ve been shooting red bulls in the sky
smack of dust won’t blind my eyes
father’s fart and mother’s howl
midnight sermon won’t wash my
Comment peut-on cacher…
… Read morecomment peut-on cacher
l’orgueil
le désir
le chagrin
la souffrance
le mépris
le sangsauf dans la musique
carrément confondue
de la parole humaine?comment
Her name is popcorn
… Read moreher name is popcorn
met her in the park
could not figure out
she’d lick me or barksome punks are friendly
some wear goth
Lisbon calls me.
Lisbon calls me.
sultry presence
bars. Bairro.
sun-tanned skins
grapes. men.
sweet calling
Port. Fado.
Lisbon calls me.… Read more
Moonshine finds its way…
under a half-lit moon…
once prohibited
moonshine
finds its way
through the veins
of the uninhibited
mooning man
–shawnzahedi.com
This nearly empty tube of tooth paste
… Read morethis nearly empty tube of tooth paste
bugs me
need to throw it out
but can’tmy heart has memories
this relationship we had
squeeze
Tonight… I ran…
tonight
I ran
away
from cars & crowds
to the dead
empty streets
of Beverly Hills
… Read morebut I
could not run
away
from stars
Jouer dans la fôret des rêves…
… Read morejouer dans la fôret
des rêves…
l’enfance perdue
ou redécouvertela jolie fille
la souris séduisante
le garçon perdu
le lapin méchantbâiller mon nom
