revel

Musing on a New Year’s Eve…Apostacy!

Her last words still echoed
As a huge jumbo roared
Right above .

“Laugh with the whore and pass the pass Word”

Suddenly

You were
tugged
inside,
pushed along an assembly line
You heard a chorus cry !

Look ! The bitch is already inviting !

You

look at the dish ,you are about to yield,
she smiled , as she gestured -

A salsaed pelvic thrust

“Now !
Here’s the truth , partially revealed” !

You moan as you see
she had mixed red wine sorbeth
with black opiate sauce
and
moisturised it into thin air,
to start your agonising parody

And time, it stood still .

You slowly gyrate to the beat
of an insaneful pantomime
that white moon rose
and
took the chorus to a crescendo,
pounding blood
mingled with fear & perfumed sweat




“Sweet sensation give me more wine”

And , time will find its insane will, disposable sun shine?

She urged, closer she surged,
you smiled not knowing why ,
you give in to your irresistable concubine.

Soon you started to revel & as she stifled a scream
And
‘it’
passed taking you past a séance
of crimson colored cream
invariably you glanced
at events behind
quickly turn past ,past the present ,
as you muse to yourself ,
isn’t that the only colour of the mind?

She whispers in your ear ,as if reading your mind,”

You are always in the past
So revel without a cause, Isn’t that the only present ?”
You think,
And

time ?
it still stood still

It was then you heard the ‘siren’
you peep,
you see a bleak torch right behind -

Amidst the chaos you hear a cry !

Come! You pantomime son of a bitch !
You know not why ,you laugh
You know not why, you cry
Now you ask me why ?”
Said she
As she flashed a plastic bottle of port wine !

“You sons & daughters from a revealed heaven,
get drunk to your present , and jerk to your past
for that’s the only ‘mind’
You are allowed to know
that’s the only mind
you will ever know


‘life Is a pantomime fuck , a son of an indulgent witch!

So revel , revel without a cause
and she will reveal
with just a little pause
before finally hissing
isn’t life a long menopause ? you helplessly laugh
And time , it continued to stand still …


Sriram


Dedicated to ‘K’ , ‘S’ & Fly .,