Leaf by leaf
dries up this insipid, yellowing noon—

A woman falling—the rest goes by too fast.

The rest go by the fallen, on the pavement.

anger flubs wire-ribboned brain’s race-cart

the liberation of undifferentiation
awaits the well-ventilated soul.

July 19,2012 at 7.00pm
Poems from Occupy Movement Anthology

I feel my simple, unsophisticated brain
Is at ease, enough to ignore

read it and weep!
every word writ in disappearing tears:

Death walks gently
Covered in perfume
Tormenting our sense of smell
With confusion

Mahnaz Badihian along with four other poets reading at 333 studio in Sausalito CA

Let the train be there.
Let it be the right train.