Beautiful Tumor

(I wrote this poem about a beautiful woman smoking a cigarette)

 

Her lips

Purred

Strawberries

 

Inhale Smoke

Coal

Charred Lungs

 

Her legs

Dripping

Wet Ash

 

Burning with

Diana’s

Paper laurel

 

 

© A.R. Minhas 2016

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Winter Breath

I feel every part of my body                          Diffusible…

And yet I Whisper

Because I don’t know how to scream

& I feel the Earth recoil              from me

 

As my     encrypted soul traverses, these silicon grids   Spreading Mischief

Waving its Untethered genitals           Into the Faces

Of Pixels

I                       Whisper                        To        Spread              Doubt              In                     Everything….

& Everything    Lost                             Its Meaning

 

Whirling

In Obsidian …                                                  Our own         Immortal Cry

 

 

Warmth of…                                        Unrequited Erections     &     Inexplicable Echoes

Pneumatic tubes

Writhing                  Rebirth

In Its Pangs of

Nicotine studded teeth                                                   Does it matter now that the Freon gas has fled?

Embellished Carbonic Acid

Unhinge a smile                                                                        Winter has blessed us with

Iced Quivering

& Moth Carousels

Use our bones

Whisper from them,

Shiver like Ghosts.

 

© A.R. Minhas 2016

Paper Trails

There was a trail of death

I left behind…                                                                Enchanted by you

          Strung along those ashes,

                                On briny strings

                    Bludgeon this meat

                                                                                                 “A Drink, my love made.”

                              Squeezed out through pulpy liver,

Bathed our heavy heart

Drip this pure melancholy

          The sulfur on your lips

                                         Is mine to behold

And I spread it on your feet

My toxins, your deformities

 

Beloved! There isn’t a verse

Without your name on it

Beloved! There isn’t a yellow stain

That isn’t shaped like you

 

 

The fog succumbed

Your hips have descended

This Earth is too monotonous

                                                       For you, for me

                                         I’m leaving

                                         These dead planets

 Terraforming

else where

         Will you come?

            With me

Elsewhere

                                                                                                            Somewhere

 

                Where we don’t linger into each other?

 

© A.R. Minhas 2016

Depart

  By: A.R. Minhas

There is something…                  Lost

And Our Earth

Within Us Within You               Our Body Your Body

Kaash-ma-kaash!                                                                 My Body…

And in you And in me                                       Feels a glare

And me in you in me                                         Departing

There’s a light!

And you are                                          A vein…

Waves                                                                           Unsustainable

The warmth of the wombs                                                        And all of them

Eyes narrow                  Jail Cells                                                                        Cruel & Unconcerned

Flickering     Embryos                                   Sway

Morsels of reflections

Enamored

You give me

Surnames

But ours

Is an Incandescent Light                                    Future Selves

Burning & Burning & Burning

And I’m afraid to part with you…

© A.R. Minhas 2015