Stencil like the examiners retrieved connection
The estuary of likeness that travels beyond time
To the ocean of universes elliptically wasting
Cataclysms possessing heavens and those down below
On true tribunes to the tryst with destiny that India
Had with Nehru long ago…
Galaxies and an earnest wanting,
A noble quest
Something unfathomed like a quality under the garment of jacket and cloak.
Take me to the place where daggers are not spent
And destiny and guardians will do the rest…
Quality
Quantity
Absinthe
Coil with me in a confused wrangling on the roof of cellular dismay
One day at a time
Sharing a canopy of stars is fine
From nations without bars of rhyme and rhyme
Reasoned like pepper spray and Salt Lake City for Thyme, Oregano and fault free Basil.
The notion to do best will wrestle with the dampening stars
That cannot travel far for the foot soldier sodomized by the smog
And awaiting his Warthog and Angelic retribution:
Cost, Halo Wars, Statistics and U.N. Delegation.
The waters of Mars are mine again
And the envy of imagination is distressed
For the best dressed camaraderie to be or not to be,
In a city close to Delhi named after Buddha
For Maitreya to party with the Oracle of Delphi.
Go Miami Dolphins! Go!
The jacket is on you now
Scholar, mon amie, whore
The mirror’s by the door
If you don’t want me no more.

All was apparition and nothing was frilly
Silly me. Simple me, wallowing in the willow tree
Next to the best and the truest
Incapable of honesty
For the Styx of Saraswati
And the endearing tyranny of an unearned Brahmin whose… The mentions were not few or far between
When the Indians were on the scene
Legacy and title showing the glory for put downs and
SLAM! It’s not 1993 – D’ya get me?
Quality.
Quantity.
Titular title is not for me.
The Queen is the Empress lately and I have a sadness upon me,
That I want the home away from home treatment
When school ends after something like a wannabe of a quarter past three,
Four,
Hum Paunch: <Sancho Panchez & Three Amigos> It always goes the same
A referent, time and the Inshallah brain.
They will never let me be in the salt marched city
Until he does it twice. Modernist Machiavellian
Cleverer than _
Undotted unto the last clasp of technology
Upon a city holidaying until his return and some shabbily dressed revoked soul
On recall from the pride of the Gods to be debutante before that which is known,
That which is unknown and that which is acted.
It is in fact, in-facted: Exactly!
Squalor
Quality
Factions and the quantity of threesomes, foursomes, fives in the school court and Blasé about the inter-preted Consort for the nuance of Symphonies
And how does your music grow? when I don’t know interpretation city
That cannot be outsourced from the centrality of bestiality and make shift down
For some Watership Down and the microchip that ran the rat race and The Matrix.
All of this?
Is some of this
And the listless
drift.
Make believe and belong
Love did not last long
Unlike the Delhi song
And some Bagels to down that depression
In an economic recession that cannot outshine well sprung mattress wars
Up against the doors for the fluff of it and outshone Academies of bullet proof
Deadly certainties that all is well.
All is not well
When the pen is not like the quill
And the entrance holds me chill
For the effect of your lament on the children,
Stencil.