Orai to JhansibyRazzRajen©
Smoke in my eyes, trails on the spine,
lowered lashes, egregious whines
and fluted calls.
Birds in flight, gulls trilling over
Canted looks traversing distances
brown stains on shirt fronts.
True colours come out in parlance
True feelings color sighed expanses
of sheened skins
True hearts showed together,
True beats slowed as one, slipping
Slowly down expansed walks
Bent grasses, trampled paths, trammelled flesh
Gouged gouts gaping gasps
glistened glances glowing gentry
Great ground grunted ghouls
of germinating gnats
Canted headlights, twinkled nubs
grunting sweating slowly
spitted in oiled and bitten
Cauldrons. Metal it is
flesh we are,
that head-on argument.
Spattered, splattered, sputtered
On the spot was the knell
The toll rang out
far and wide
He was gone...