Raising the Bar
Come along, mate, Let us cross this concourse of coincidences and pray before this ever-evaporating deity of oblivion. And offer the termite hills of our doubts at the altar of this counter-god. Placed before his liquid justice is our shared compendium of one mind two heads and four arms in the form of some kind of a binary or joke. Are we algebraically trying to tie up the imponderables like mind, head and means,or just offering up our movables like money and matrimony and immovables like kids and tits. But the new mind is a dumb platform like meadows are just mud And the means as always converges to come-what-may. Any which way, let us not go slow into contrition into oblivion. S. Jagathsimhan Nair This poem was written for the 20 Poem Challenge. S. Jagathsimhan Nair is the author of three poetry collections, and has also been published in various anthologies.
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Deborah Guzzi
12/4/2015 09:10:10 pm
Such marvelous growth Jag!
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