Sunday, April 26, 2009


Feelers


For a change,
Let us touch
With our bodies.

Lay bare our hungry skins
Reach for slippery corners
(not of our minds, this time)
And feel a different fulfillment
Rise.

Let us journey on different wings
Cling to different cliffs
Ease a different rhythm
Tease a different ink

Leave Kant for cont-
entment
Keats for heat
Brecht for breast
Sinclair for sin

And roll up some grass
In a page of Grass
Afterwards.

2 comments:

Sowmya said...
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Shoonyata said...

beautiful one !

BTW, Grass before is better :)