Obscure Conclave

[Obscure Conclave]

Came together me, him, her, some of you.. diverse they say. Came together me and him.. need help they told me. Came together me and her, love said I. Came together, me and myself.. who is he? - they say.



[Death of a Dream]

The most dangerous of all is to be filled with dead calm
the absence of anguish
and the toleration of everything, says sana
to leave home for work and to come back from work to home
the most dangerous of all is but the death of our dreams

[Suspended Enamoration ]

enamorate, animate, vigorate, fornicate me through the iron gates of life, tear and grate the ridges of my soul, suckle my medulla oblongata, the soft curve of my typographical hymen - bitters BitterMan

Dizzying, the world spins out of my desperate grasp until palpable darkness slips through my fingers.
Numbers fall into dead letter bins.
"i would prefer not to."
blind fists that would shake the furtive peaches from the tree.

Shaken, straining, sweating, dynamically rippling, soaking in the aroma of a coffee bean, just as they who serve, who only stand and wait.

[Ode to a twisted mass of dough coated with sugar]

A Jalebi, nothing but a twisted piece-o-dough - deep fried. Unique, they are, each and every one of them Jalebies - just like the rest. Then submerged.. I emphasize "submerged" in the lotion of sweetness - deep fried. Sweetness - not something Jalebies are born with. And then the sweet dew gets saturated within them.. becomes part of ’em. but remember its fake - its a disguise. it is not something they are born with. Very insecure they lie in the realm of their own twisted artistic confusion - deep fried. I say to them, evolve... evolve or face annihilation to Ube and Leche Flan. Trapped in their complex matrix of sucrose flowing highways, they silently scream... while I enjoy them - deep fried

[Skeptical Smittenness]

i miss you, but only.. partially.
i don’t dare say that you complete me, that you are my bitter-better half.
if I did, then what of the revisions...
you are part of me, inextricable. ergo, I miss you..
partially.