Monthly Archives: June 2017

 Off it off

I still go to Bangalore
for braindead client meetings

And though you’ve left town
a long time back-
for me Bangalore is still you.

You are always with me when I’m here.
In windowless conference rooms.
In pubs reeking of stale beer.
In streets teeming with anarchy.

You’re the taste
on the tip of my tongue.
Yours is the smell, I smell.

I don’t miss you, bitch!
I am strong like that,

It’s just this fucking ache.

Formerly known
as Bangalore.

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Razor 

Every time
she thinks of me
an overpowering urge to bite
washes over her,
her teeth grinding in the
ancient reflex of want,
and she thinks of me all
the time and her
teeth are only
getting
sharper.