What are you, twelve years old?
The smell of cherry blossom perfume
So many things I wanted to ask you
we knew not our own faces but
factory priests pressed
Christ-crackers into small hands,
soon balled in hell-fear
in “the world,”
Enter the Wonderful World of a deluded boy committing 'Pokey Bum Wank'.
You took me by storm
Broke my resistance
What boredom this life is!
Well then, shall we seal
it with a kiss?
No? Why desist thou
with tracings, touches?
Is not congress bliss?
And why dost thout hiss?
taking the fun
out of skidding on loose
fast or slow, what will save you?
A novice inference
P K Routray
Peace medal initiated by Alfred Nobel
on the earth, for peace only to prevail
a symbol for fraternity in the world to grow
Nanny had unwrapped
The christening gown
Handed down through
We sat becalmed on the cold ocean
I wished to see the waters move
The world’s smallest basket lies tucked away
Inside a jar for field-trip wide open
Eyes of wonder to chew on, settled in
The drooling smiles of truant minds like most