Sunday, October 11, 2009

My dear words

I can start off directly
with a rhetorical conclusion.
What will the body be filled with?
Shouldn't it have a head?
Shouldn't I care for a tail?
Shouldn't it be, atleast, anthropic
and jumpy like our ancestors?

Like the hiccups that won't leave
Should my words stay for long
after the act is done?
Should they be melancholic
like the incessant rain when you are stuck?

An injection shot or an anti-biotic?
A small pinch now or a bad stomach for a day?
A pain in the ass or a bitter tasting tongue?
Where, what and how should they be?


aria said...

all of that :)

Musings of a wanderer said...

Yes yes. All those words are coming along!