yesterday’s wars

Mind

today’s reality does not solve the ah ha

moment we like to pretend it’s all peaches and cream.

no blood, no sweat, no tears, no heart aches,

just a cold silence, a lukewarm towel, a dampness

that neither infringes nor redeems, just – a learning curve

when social norms become codes, functions, nothing spontaneous

for a nerve is hit.

damaged with old wars reminding,

how the situation has changed, give me no more reminders

that inertia works. it works till it does not.

magnify a way out, an exit expands exponentially

but the light is already gone.

weary eyes gleam no more, shrunken body

does not need to eat, waste away.

erroneous solutions applied in a simple way,

the world has never been that was has it?

the sun rises, expands

and swallows the world,

too much heat – life giving,

pause. pause again. pause till life is cooked,

not the redemption sought – slips away, once again,

in this make belief land,

belief takes form, harden, become solid

no longer airy fairy thoughts

and the

old wars bled out,

stains corroding the very seats we idly put

ourselves on, pretending they do not exist,

a small chat, an inferno swells when a spark

becomes too much – cool it off, chew down that tongue,

till the temperature drops again,

your innards twist, coil, ready to strike

at nothing

lukewarm me, lukewarm you

we take as norm, better than being fried alive

then

an ant rises 10 feet tall

don’t talk back, don’t stir sediments settled

as currents moved, just not how i nor you

expected it to go about: meandering,

carving out, nah, it is just a straight river

we both say at the same time.

how cool the touch!

how gentle the look in your eyes,

how timid this talk,

neither dead nor alive,

just how it was meant to be,

chained, locked, suppressed, we say our lines,

everything that comes about is

just work. what’s there to talk about?

lukewarm,

insipid,

pretentious,

the sun spat out the digested life,

the moon keeps us stagnant,

neither festering, nor sparkling,

just a reflection of what life should be.

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