i’d eat your red
robe
your big-boned flesh
splayed
in the darkness of
grave
with a sky
of exclamation
Ophelia if all the cherry trees bloom
you said
don’t bother our
America
call it
a moonshine
a lonely river
of absolution
so badly now
when i’m myself
instead
love me
rosebud
i’m open
act
like a rapist in Eden
true love
is inhaled long ago
from forgetting to make us
proud
.
Debasis Mukhopadhyay
.