Wednesday, December 10, 2008

OF COCKS AND ROACHES
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Seven in the morning,
(I havn't slept,
all night)...
limbs falling apart,
eyes, a
maddening red...
I fail to fall
into slumber...
each blink
of heavy eyelids,
a tick in the clock...
a constant reminder,
of the paranoiac
conversations 'tween
my cock
and my roaches...


Anirban Kapil Baishya(11/12/2008)

Thursday, July 31, 2008

HUNGER

My hunger,
insatiable,
like the fire
in your soul...
eats me up...
much like
the heat
beween your legs...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(27/7/2008)

? OR NOT KNOWING WHAT YOU WANT

? is the
meaning?
? is 'I'?
? is ?
? is nothing,
nothing is?
Nothing is!

Anirban Kapil Baishya(25/5/2008)

ANTIRAMA

sUbvErt...
pErveRT..
iTS tHE
DEnIAL OF
god WiTCh
makES me
wHaT i aM...
tHE den I aLL
oF cONtrolL...
tHe dENiAl of
cUnTroll!

aNirBAn kApiL bAIsHYA(2008/sixsixsix/14)

4:40 A.M

4:40 A.M,
Lying beside
my ex-roomie
(I now live alone)...

Whiskey in
our bellies...
and I,
chasing sleep
(Ne'er coming
like an elusive lover...
yet to be kissed)...

My landlord's
water pump
hums
in the background...

Water drips,
counting the seconds
passing by...

My dick feels spent,
after five, of a day's orgasms..
And yet,
in my soul,
a hole so big...
where there
should have been you...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(19/4/2008)

MANNEQUIN

Neon,
behind me...

I sit at
the iron steps,
that lead to
my friends'...
All asleep.

1 A.M and
I can't seem
to bring myself,
bring myself to sleep...

My recenly
shaved head glows,
an iridescent moon
(invisible to me).

Birds of thought,
chained down by
the gravity of your situation...

Somewhere
across the border,
that ties my hands
behind me...
a silent shout
pierces my night...

You...
You...
Everything to me...
Me...
A mannequin,
wishing it had wings...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(9/3/2008)

Saturday, March 8, 2008

TO AN UNTIMELY DEATH

Insects,

on the wall...

Moving,

like shifting writing,

making sentences

that mean nothing...

Fully clothed

(Three in the morning)...

Seated on my

seat of judgement

in the loo...

Against

the wet tile,

I finally crushed one

To an untimely death...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(6/3/2008)