Wednesday, November 18, 2009



I can't enter
the sky high mind
of a crow or eagle

but I know
how it feels
in cold-wet air

I have lived
breathless winter
in the open

and no star woke up
to clean the smoke
I slowly became


Thursday, November 12, 2009


Don't defile
my goddess. you smell
private parts

with sexy
hibiscus don't crack
the centre

take bath first
and then touch Kali
with clean mind

I can't let
your wandering hands
make mistake