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...

lust: a trilogy

the day of the paw

paw paw paw
paw paw paw
more paw paw paw
paw paw paw
slurp paw paw
end of mystery

subconscious foreplay

questions questions questions
and when answers do emerge
they erupt in spasms
a spluttering hesitant burst
on sweat soaked stomach
a wet isle
on a parched land
a quixotic-climactic end
to an unnamed seeking

or within the folds
of the subconscious
did lurk an untamed desire
to feel new experiences
new thrills new joys
new bodyhighs
to give in to the marauding
power of the flesh
to submit the mind and soul
even heart to the carnal canal
that seeped through
myriad pores on my body
like sahastra dhara
and in whose deluge
did float away
the myth of control