Sunday, May 14, 2006

Sin city


I hear a soft, woozy voice, almost like a lullaby, loaded with a kindness, which makes you want to let go of worry, allows trust.


A ricocheting sound pierces through my brain: a screeching hi pitch tone in a hollow space accompanied by a feeling of being drilled into… the mirror shows me shot-gun splattered with reckless desire.


We head down a stairwell, away from the elevator, an adventure minus the rest of the world. Just us…


The mind wanders: what if spontaneity flunks the audition? What if I can’t capture ‘natural’? What if the ego gets shredded further? There are trips and there are trips…


I light up against doctor’s orders, stare at the darkness and welcome you to me.

9 Comments:

At 2:53 PM, Blogger Prerona said...

exquisite wordplay ... makes one curious about the games behind it

 
At 3:22 PM, Blogger nowheregirl said...

wow wow wow... i will come back later when i get my breath back...

 
At 3:47 PM, Blogger ± said...

arre baap re! bhai saheb aap ne toh phatte chakk diye!!!

fantastically written...wish i could write half as well.
cheers.

ps- doing anything against the doctors wishes is highly counter-productive....

 
At 4:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

what if spontaneity flunks the audition!!!!! I love it. will be using it in future. :>>>

Just curious, can you write this stuff without smoking up?

 
At 8:35 AM, Blogger justme said...

slice of life uh?

 
At 10:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

spontaniety flunks the audition. Wow.

Me wonders whether this is a state of mind, a fiction of imagination or more.

Me wonders what finally happened.

Me wonders whether we will hear more about this.

Ephemeral or more? what do you think?

 
At 2:17 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

aah the ODE!! am sure the tooth fairy will smile on u tonight.. ;)

 
At 4:47 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh you just got laid! hahahahah

 
At 12:25 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

missing u

 

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