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The images that come to you on a Sunday morning

Jesus, crucified
in an altar
facing the sea

Desires, Prayer beads
Rain down your skin
as you walk,
into the endless gaze
of a body sprouting blood

You turn away, from the wickfires, glorifying
a sacrifice, and face
the monsoon waves

Love, leaves the shore
again and again
Droplets from the altar
flow past your breath
filling the waters

The sea and the sky,
Pale blues, spilling over each other

You smile, as you notice, a million
crossing overs

wetness over the sandbanks
yellow lights over eyes, closed
sky over your purpose, and
My longings, over
your abundance

Casual Intelligence

It feels numb to walk out of the familiar street of clustered love and longing to the vastness of apathy
Hours Wet streaks dry, famine down your cheeks Prayers Hope, like dark clouds drifting away Words, assumed comforts Left over sourness of distant stare and the immediate chill
You walk out the dragging breath, half built bridge. The bunch of females, his mud plains of unejaculated coital mirth

The Mound at my Backyard

The legacy
you pass down
to your son, sits
at your backyard
showering flowers
on to a pit

Golden white fur
breathless, still
lovable
sleeps, over ants
mud, dry leaves
and tears

He sits lost, recollecting
the pet names, the cuddles,
the warmth
that spread through his feet

And I, stare through
the million mounds
over my senses

The barren cemetery
Lit by my solo cigars