It was brutal and visceral

Painstaking

When allowed to breath

Consume

the metered tempo


Pages of subtleties noted...
horse whipped fantasies
ques in  fatal revelations
lovers shouting out
what they truly mean!

Dusk to dust, vanished with one
stroke of delicious body intelligence
savored in love's spring
this birthing again brings


ahead of me, all that poignant mystery.


I ******* my day like an ummm-worked canvas

Glasses and wrinkles

Some say twinkles under the eyes

intuitively sneaking for a ‘once again surprise’

(Always waiting… energy like this never dies)

Linaji 2011