Red are the silhouettes of the universe
And the moon and the guava tree
Hoodwink the earth into playing furtive games.
The earth becomes a tantalizing meatball
And you relish it with glee till your fingers become the earth.
Sometimes, it becomes a red hot furnace
And eats up all your red desires
And does that
Until your face becomes your passport size photograph.
She lies on the beach in her primitive glory
As the waves admonish her dreamy – eyed silhouette
So red are the silhouettes of the universe…
