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"Pharmaceuticals are terrific toys" A strong poem with roots in cold dispassionate despair. Well written.

Our footprints of togetherness washed away by time’s flow Beautiful metaphors. Wonderful as usual.

return as gentle ghosts familiar as a favorite sweater This poem is beautiful. Thank you for sharing this.

Prayer Of A Sati On The Funeral Pyre Flame my dearest flame Lover incarnate I offer my wings to you, my heart, My beauty overcast I offer my sentient thoughts My flame Burn deeper than the mundane blames That colour my desire Purify my pyre My actions Decorate my body in your immutable fractions Conceal my burden Cover my indignity from this voyeuristic world Read my stars in my nuptial guerdon My embrace to my climax unfurled Beguile and set asunder

Seek solace for our errors While cinched in disrepute As amazing as always. The architectonic beauty of the poem stands tall.

A Stranger's Happiness If I could make the world a happier place for you, I would I would become a red balloon wiggling in the wind just to see you smile I would turn into the grandest eagle and soar Towards unknown heights to see The wonder in those eyes I would walk a million miles and Then a million more Only to find the sweetest smelling flower To adorn your bouquet Unfortunately, for you I am just a passing fad. 27/05/17

May I?

And here is what's happening in India. Muslims routinely refuse vaccinations because they are told by their "Imam"s that the govt. is trying to cull their numbers by vaccinating their children which will render them sterile. [And also any sort of contraception is haram in Islam, but that is another bag of worms.] Infectious diseases are still very much of a menace in developing countries like ours. The climate change, lack of medicines, anti-bacterial drug resistance, general lack of civic sense & education, improper waste management all compound into it. In the cities amongst the educated middle class, autism is a growing concern; Thank you Internet. Oh, and they also refuse vaccinations as part of political protests. All vaccinations under the EPI schedule are provided free of charge in govt. institutions all over the country. Every time a "concerned" parent asks me about the side effects of a vaccine, I resist the urges of biting their heads off. You have no right to kill your or any other child or any other human being. Stupidity is not an excuse. Interestingly enough, because we have so many big bad wolf diseases endemic still, Flu is a not a diagnosis we generally send people home with. Even in those cases, an empiric anti bacterial trial is usually given (because unlike in USA, cost of investigations is a major concern here).

Platitudes and Playthings Gotta sweeten the pot I ain't gonna play your game You may think you're high an' mighty But I'm not here for the fame You can play with me all night Heck I will throw in an evening too If the price is just so right You can do whatever you wanna do But sweet Jesus be my witness I ain't playin' no game with you If you wanna ride me without harness You gotta pay me up first too I've had enough of your honey words They sure don't so

The interplay of Hope was what I wanted to express by reiterating "Lost Seasons". The yearning & self doubt never really go away. Thanks for reading.

tim, Yes like being born near me would have been a plus. Thanks for reading. xoxo

Pandora's Song Pandora, Pandora Open the box Show what you're hiding from me Monday night I'm ticking with the clock Long day gone by riding with the flock Stupid reasons Clash in my mind Lost seasons I pushed them behind Pandora, Pandora Open the box Show what you're hiding from me Was it my Fault to break up with you Should it have Been something I knew Did you ever Give me a sign That the things They aren't looking as fine Pandora, P

Such a delicate parlance Can only ever be Sweet nothings that you shared with me.

Try contrast bath for the knees. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contrast_bath_therapy And if you can tolerate them topical analgesic gels containing ASA. They seem to be your only options other than PT. Hope you feel better.

I loved this article. It was like every word is mine own. All those horror movies, I watched to look at the men, growing up in a country where pre-internet access to gay pornography was non-existent. And who wouldn't find Hannibal Lector attractive! That man is God.

Artists live in a shadowland, in between realities, each moment more real than the last. Where art begins or life ends, it's all just a blur of infinite shadows. We are privileged because, even amongst the company of sightless men, we can see beyond the veil.

Beautiful as always.

Sweet Backseat Lover A million miles on my windshield My speedometer screaming crime I have lost all my breaks an' stops I've got myself a backseat lover Pulses racing beneath naked skin Cranking out tracks on Wall Street brokers Sweet smells that permeate the sweaty leather Bringing us closer to heaven together Your push frenzies my inner beast Pistoning through the barricades of immortality Flying away on Icarus wings, wax drips On my sensitive skin making me

I think this is incredibly romantic, the yearning is.

Sparkling diamonds lie Embedded in dusty earth Tears of past congealed These are.

Dickensian chain heavy and thick Beautiful construct.

Your mirrors and rugs and rains and horses deserve their own books, more treats thrown & even forgotten deities who watch over food bowls will rejoice in their cadence. Thank you for sharing.

"I am dust behind your steps Forgotten as you move on I no longer care, as you do not. Walk away" A Stunning Diamond!

"Monsters hide at every turn Under beds and behind the door Run, now, don’t look back If you see - then you’ll believe Once you know, there is no hope I don’t want to go bed It keeps chewing chewing All day long its in my head I close my eyes and see it chewing chewing chewing" Stars of my knight pale at the brilliance of the morning sun at peace yet contrite but no longer at war with himself arrive at his final repose

Do not waste that waist! Wonderful poem cuts hard myths of happiness.