Thursday, 26 December 2013

triptych


i

are shells feminine or masculine
what about firecrackers
and labels 
pigeonholes
and stereotypes
are they this or are they that?

ii
considering an alternate handle
for my alter ego
to tweet alternatively
in my altered states
to worship at the altar
of all terminated thought.

iii
tentacle around an ankle
insistent like only sex can be
my mind is on a bookmark
twisting searching penetrating
patterns form behind my eyelids
muscles contract and find an orbit
i become crochet comet dust as i come


1 comment:

Sapnu George said...

Love your style of poetry...this one sneaks up on you and then hits you in the end...unabashedly powerful!!