February 2014 (2)

28 February 2014 at 23:17 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

she lost her tongue after ‘I’m sorry’
was said in six languages
a message left
for prince before stomach lavage
as to never call back
she recorded it hastily
worse than a striptise prepared in few minutes

once he taught her
how to follow smell of dollar notes
legs bent, spread apart, contracted
dough lifted from the ground
learnt to fill in reserves
within affection delivery gap
gradually tablets’ taste overwhelmed her
started getting sick
from dull colour of curtains
in his top floor office
and gladly fainted (22nd February 2014)


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