good things happen effortlessly
like finding love in a wand
in the middle of a terrorist attack

ugly things do not survive day light
they are like alphabets
breaking into sentences in darkness

beautiful things are not always beautiful
sometimes it is just the music in their rigid bodies
that attract our feet in the sand

someone next door died a night ago
and our neighbour’s dog came wailing
like it had mistaken a stone for a bone

but you see – not everything makes sense to all men
while some are smokeless cigarettes
others are mayhem writing crustal bodies in the sand

my mother isn’t dead yet
but i cry as much as a child
whose mother died on a moon a night ago

not everyone is a product of the earth
some are dead bodies
resurrected in poems & silicon chips

on every wednesday
i want to be like a god with bones & heart
that can be broken by the hand of love

but you see – i’m no god
& i’m no spirit but biology
finding a woman to breathe life into
😐

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