Why are you screaming ?
Is there really need for more noise ?
you'r sitting inside me
with an iron lasso on heart
shut up

There is a gap in the wall 

slim silent slivers of warm air 

escape into this ice cold room 

only my ear seems aware of this tresspassing

the premise of a white room 

empty 

with this girl. 

cross legged 

color pools around her legs 

silk, 

red 

molten sunset.

wrapping itself around her. 

growing like a vine to tree.

fabric finds her curve 

melts to her breath

outside,

the sun sets,

leaching color. 

moon rises. 

The shadows from the peepal tree 

peep and

pry 

into windows 

dusting off the days grime 

inviting curtains to open within. 

The fabric finds form 

slippers find feet 

earning

tangled

in a wooden box 

find skin

Hungry, black finds the brown of her eyes 

red, 

her paler lips. 

breath. 

The day is done 

Its time for the night to begin. 

This body of mine 

knows and surrenders 

it remembers you

the even, bright memory of you. 

i want to sink into myself 

there is a river inside me 

the water is still 

and dark 

black. 

murky viscosity 

steaming saltiness that i must get past 

travel back from the sea and inlets

travel back past the stagnant beds

to rivulets 

up secret trails 

past water young and restless 

past rock and ice 

to where the river is a foetus

frozen 

black and dark 

this water inside me. 

waits

for me.