Theme: Living

Living in Split Patterns

Here you exist
in fragments,
barking like puppies
that refuse to grow.

Never to become a dog
in human form,
and straight patterns thrive
through heaving breasts
and moving watery lips,
and you stare without eyes
it is your passion,
without arousal
a satisfaction without want.

In desire without a purpose
you comprehend a cosmos,
in stinking well,
coming out shabbily
without nakedness …
a travesty of truth,
you know how you exist.


More By  :  P C K Prem

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