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...


body-parts shopping
raises questions about life
or lack of it in a material sense
taking in the affluent west's perspective
is it worth living like cattle?
a mother in a state of denial
numbed by technology
a man an apparition hungry for a body
to plant his seed into a woman
an illusion with a real hunger for life
a woman hungry for the touch
skin on skin not a terrestrial mating
a gigolo a cool pretender
in a sideshow a bisexual lolly
quasi-philosophical meanderings
the superficially visited nether
art for delusion's sake

dehumanising cohabitation with technology
nihalani's film sanskrit for 'body'
that lost temple of soul
a flirtation with experiment
a self-indulgence that lacks finesse
of a seasoned sculptor
of tarkovsky's stalker
who sculpted inner journeys in time
alternating between intense explorations
and bewildering discoveries
here metaphysical perambulates from banal to basic
mumbai 2022 slum juxtaposed with the sci-fi
unrealism of a body-shopping transnational
a neon painted cardboard creation with tin roof
"life…we care" shallow moorings
pretentious and sincere in parts
conversations lacking edge
and as sharp as flat beer
robotic guards and a savvy saleswoman
with rehearsed unconvincing monotones
creatures of soulless capitalism
fizz having been sucked by an air of vacuity
a tame effort from the maker of ardhasatya

a redeeming moment
comes but in the end
a bit late in the day though a new beginning:
when you have lost everything and have nothing
more to lose you are empowered
liberated from fear
flying in a starless sky
being one with your own lightness
a nude gidwani stretching towards
her own unfulfilled expanse

deham the body corruptible vanquished
the only thing that can't be conquered
is death
technology be damned.

(23-24 April 2002)