Daily DoseDaily DoseHis plan is foolproof this timeTo send her a daily new rhymePoems about the rainAnd the old ball and chainIt's pretty much the perfect crime.© Debjani Chakravarty 2012
Nothing's FreeWhat can we get for forgetting?
Cytokinesis10.08.10My insanityIs seeping into the nightMy insanityMy prayersAre rareBut not tonightMy bodyIs alien.AvengingTheLoss of meaning youImposed on me.02.09.12Looking at the aboveSitting in a rattrapLicking my kneesTasting the shipwreckRemembering how your long dark fingersPlayed on my neckDrunk with the desire to be Althusser's wifeYou do realize that I am lurking like a lizard in your life?I am changing colors, but somehowIt's you that remains hidden.New myths subdivideLike unknown shapes floating peacefully inA dim sea of formaldehyde.Poor you, busy painting your escapescapePlateaus filled with concussioned hopes and things.Meanwhile, the sea waits for you, for usIt's a matter of a million warped nights-spent-paintingBefore you comeFloat with me.With me.© Debjani Chakravarty 2012
Existential OinkPatience, as it turns out isNot among my virtues(Of whichI almost have none).Patience replaces spinesTo make great stairsStraight to one's headTo perch on.Meekness is reallyOut of the question.ForI don't wish to inherit the earth.All I wishIs to be left aloneAs I work through this accidentOf birth.© Debjani Chakravarty 2012
Lily Livered, YouSo you heard rumors?What kind? (They may be true).Pretty soon someone's tanned,tough handsMight claim what you put your foot down forOnce on a street trembling with subway rumbles.So you've been wonderingIn a way one wonders ifAnyone ever got toxic shock syndrome from a tamponOr if anyone ever used oxygen masks thatAre supposed to come tumbling down most airplane ceilings.Wondering with a detached but compulsiveCuriosity that recently overcast your deep forehead furrowsAbout what became of a fictive me.In the midst of my ninth life.Yes, all that you've heard might be true.And if you want detailsConsider the rapid reproductive capacitiesOf packet switching, of restless binariesI can send you stories and picturesFaster than you blink those dark, enormous, firepit eyesIn pretend confusion.© Debjani Chakravarty 2012