Of preferences in vain
By Antara Bhattacharya (96A6)
in my getaway with you, i
even dream of rain . . .
although i myself prefer a
sunny day
but prefer you over the sun
even sunny california
or fornicating in a bath tub
tumbling down a snowy slope
or mud-slinging, bitching
sessions,
over beer,
girls, mobikes, magazines,
and guns . . .
rain over sun
if only you came
I always prefer the rain
mingled with the sense of
soil
trollish dark trees looming
on a road I speed by.
Coffee, smokes, poirot and
snow
a world shrouded in white
late nights and later morns
while the rats they scuttle aside
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