Onward to the past Godavari Di September 14, 2012 Strangely, I - TopicsExpress



          

Onward to the past Godavari Di September 14, 2012 Strangely, I began my journey past the nightmare At the estuary of a Southern River, a wicked scare. I am on a boat, without sails, without an oar. Foot high waves, a mile off from the shore. My mistress who refuses to love me, waves from the far bank I wondered aloud-what if my boat unceremoniously sank? She says my old and beautiful friend, There is no rope, nor a paddle to send. I worry and tear off two of my three strands of hair, Despondence indeed- one situation, rather rare She cheers me on- I need fresh water to drink She telepathizes, PIN to debit card, else you sink... I see the sun at zenith- I fall into a sweat, a seagull Sits at the prow- gigantic! Water trickles into the hull I bail out water. The bird grins. It hovers over me Soon it changes. Into a largish grinning chimpanzee I remember why I am in the boat. Her terms and conditions Include abstinence. Romance, amorous thoughts totally shun We may talk, banter, hold on to straws, smile, just that No scope for error, dreams disallowed, no hands to pat Chimp smiles- he has a tray of wares. Comics, tooth paste Towels, shaving cream, cigarettes, panties for a girl’s waist I wished for it. Magically he produces Bailey Mineral Water And a mug. He has no oars. One sailor cap. Sun gets hotter Three hundred for a bottle- one bottle? He says Bailey and gin Lime cordial? Sixty bucks extra. Shylock. No choices here. I give in. Chimp says do I have to reach the shore. I have no more money… He looks at me- after the three and sixty. Forget it he says. Not funny Finally the mistress of forty something years relents. Bring him in she roars Chimp picks up the boat- me- inside, he wades in. gives me two big oars To pat his big red bums. I drink the gin. Mistress stretches her arms She kisses the chimp. She smiles. More gin. I hate the way he charms… Mistress looks at me- “Meet my Facebook Love!” Chimp says cheese A flash gun zaps my eyes. He swats the fly on my nose. I shiver in the breeze Godavari meets the Bay of Bengal. She walks off with her Facebook. A dream begins. A dream breaks! Grey mistress is gone. I am off hook! Ask me Who is she Quizzical smile Finally I speak. Godavari. Godavari Di...
Posted on: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 13:34:58 +0000

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