March 31, 2005
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in lusts-to live…questionable probe…of a mind.set
Why…do you feed me
mothering to adult…one so seeded in dualities…with desire
in hushed voices satiate cries of hunger…or tune out the jarring
cocooned in soft blanketing white noise…to shroud in lulling melody…my fire
banked by prose-built walls
of armour worded in harmony..strung together, in collectives bound
by acceptable chords in lock-step march…with ‘scaler’ rules
inducing stupor, of poison or elixir…hypering the common in masked confound
of quiet highs…oggling at swing and sway
fixates by a sirens call…as sense reverts to base…lost among the riches
clocked in-sync with societal terms…geared as cogs in systemic machines
enmeshed…twists and turns…churning of an ‘all’…writ in niches
in cracks of focus…chaos grows
battling divergence shuffles or a racing heart…with pincered moves
contained to dance…or rebel within escapist dreams and interludes
in freedom to thresh unhindered… in bared ‘truths’ stuck outside…the groove
lives beyond dogma…or its webs
of belief sustained by indrawn breath..in gasps wrung…from predominant flow…
in passions high to smudge the pristine bleak emptiness with etchings…
seemingly insignificant…yet so causal in their reach…as up-heavals grow
catalysed to immensities…in outpourings
on ‘histories’ inertial canvas brushed scribbles brewed with fatelines of evolve
a struggle eternal…as lingering questions probe to understand
our when and where…the what and why…for direction chosen to resolve
with formal burial of lives spelt out
in graven words…with heads stone in absolution…reflect for all to see
the last rites for the dying spirits…in inevitable decay…to release
till an ‘I’ lasts…perpetually ingrained in the need for you…to be free…
