Thursday, May 25, 2006

spinning yarn


sciolistic tendencies give way to defenseless proclivities
spawning tired ol' bastards that nitpick with astounding temerity
giving way to baseless counter-attitudes
that float like karmic haze all around...
or is it a rank odor of stale cigarettes and pointless perspiration
caught in her own web, the black widow spider eats her own self...the mate long digested.
hydrochloric acid lined intestines churn out masticated peices of innocence, tenderness and affection
What is left?
just a song....
perhaps?
perhaps...

2 comments:

abhay k said...

Very thoughful words in verses...along with equally brilliant photograph...

xanjukta said...

my words...but the credit for the photo goes to someone else.. the one whose bathroom the spider languished, lived, prospered and proliferated... hehehehe!