Evolved in the world

You shall not shake the shirking

Of a dress down by a daily world hurling

Love going needed

By the feed. The internet. The greed.

Heed my call.

Back against the wall

Is ‘Jerusalem’ for all?

What the envy?

What the rate?

What the transsexual? What the commingling trestling hate?

Special envoy to the union of relatedness

Ego and Emo, smells are no more.

Meetings are grouped for ‘chatty-sexual’

To the floor!

Be floored by the coatings of make-up and males

Who dance in private with Jarhead’s Hinduism’s wails.

Yoga is for mum’s with big bums,

If the night is for the right rite

By tote breather tight with the right type

‘Be the tight you want to heal in the girl’

 @ office for midlife hurli*ng and swirls.

Emit enlightenment for flair and Nirvana

While the challenge Anglicises and unwritten karma

“‘Mary’ Dairy-Milk and underwear boy

Lentil-eating weirdo toy.”

Sentiment is retribution if the computation is Bangalore nation:

So I am my fragmented fragmentation in time’s arrow.

Go now, and see, the life you were afforded to live

Giver!

The river never timed the rhyme of right saying.

Braying!

Shat on the mat!

Falling Down! Falling Down!

Little donkies are funny

Poems are poo running stats.

The lewd is aboriginal humour down the dunny.

Awkward exchanges in the yoga mat ranges

A manhood denies its identity.

What chant is for me? “Indian City!”

Football is catcalling the Saddhu in He.

SADDHU! SADDHU!

Zero is ours

Hours of Practice

Needing.

Aeons…

the white girl, What hurt have you swelled on?

Love is long

TV is not wrong. A date for my mate is 1990’s

So What! Mile Davis, Radio 1

The scope of scripts never beloved my One.