Thursday, February 26, 2004


Subtle hints
wavering consciousness
unable to digest
the worm inside
you rush outside
and meet
indignant disgusted eyes.
Subtle thoughts
hammer incessantly
rush out once again
eyes shut tight
and stumble through the
glaring corridor of eyes
meet the lips
and your world shudders
hold on for a second longer
trying to protest
to your own gullibility.
Macho me, feminine me
optimist me, pessimist me
pretentious me
fight all day long
I am superman
but never god
cast a spell
the whole world at my feet
I am a medley of life's songs
orchestrated and choreographed
by my Karma.