Friday, July 24, 2015

unsaid, if not
the wishes lie
like the strewn bangles
or the six yards of silk
at the bedside
of the one of one

Saturday, July 18, 2015

my reality
holds constant
while you vary
your bunch of reasons

Monday, June 22, 2015

all the said
and all the done
cannot hold up
for what has now begun

Monday, May 18, 2015

it's the story
we wanted
it's the fact
that we wanted
a story
at all

Saturday, May 16, 2015

erase every memory
turn over every frame
burn every kindling of hope
and put an end to the game

Tuesday, May 05, 2015

we build houses
and force them to be homes
such a deliberate dream
for the shoulders of benign brick
for no brick ever built a home

in the midst
of endless aridity
i had planted
a tamarind tree

it's a loot
and you run
just for what you want
a ribbon-wrapped box
with a pitiful broken heart

Friday, May 01, 2015

a grasp she had such
that you'd only feel her warmth
a grasp that perceived real ties
long before reality saw them form