the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

that girl in yellow boots 

what is it about yellow boots with long laces
on limpid English feet that turn on many a man
sun-kissed innocence a spirit detached
from compulsions of body praxis
to be devoured
get me that dirty towel, please
a taboo broken a child-woman slain
a new day in paradise

a maverick intense man’s ode to his muse
she goes from one happy ending to another
the lube always helps
to survive in badlanes of a soulless city
would you like a handshake,  mister?
claustrophobic frames free untrammelled life
mother earth taking the vile all in a day’s work
a handwash post a creamy simple as that
Kalki the goddess in yellow boots
would you be my girl?

11 September 2011