Twenty nine years in
a vat yet not ready for
feelings of old age
Images converge
on the mirage of body
moulded yoni
Seeking pleasure
in moulded faces
tiny fingers
My being grows
from her flame in the mind
feeding soul
Expand smile
marigold's yellow petals--
the spring sun
Flying to the tubelight
one after the other
two owls picking moths
--R.K.SINGH
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