June 17, 2004
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deliriums
where
do ‘I’ stand
is it to be
in in-between shades
or in colours
of pristine isolates
underwritten…in my quiet
or…an oasis
set amidst the storms
that swirl around me…nibbling
hungers craving
to take me…over
consumed so completely
my very define
pinned so’
and fuelled…by desires in outreach
its fingers entwined …held transfixed
by the frenzy of rutting…independence
versus empowering
interdependence
or…vice versa
enmeshed and caught
imprisoned in
the ‘free’ of privacy…an intermingling
of thoughts…inset in ‘limits’
spinning a vortex
sucking
at my essence
do I
nurse this child
a relate…mine too
cradling a future
writ in fond hope…by imbibing spirits
high on faith…or face facts of sober substance
the thorny stuff…called conviction…
must I
dispassionately mull
agonzing
over squeezed tears…or just
let it be..left as ‘unsaids’
of where…by choice or givens…
my ‘I’ …must stand.
and ask…
is this the depths of ‘love’…I seek and want
more…???
or less…???
