darling

we had discussions on the role we play on each other , during the active parts of our word. In the passive other side of it we carried fuels of confusions, dark with insight and imagination. My friend calls it light with secrets. let it be, at least here we know that we dont follow the same reality. In the dark side of my words the reality was this: I dont answer properly. I strted seeing that.

For example, when you ask me what i've been doing today, I would narrate one of the interesting episodes of the day, or I may say the worst experience of the day..in a tone that says that's all i have done that day. I dont know where this smart tone hides itself, when i take the words and turns it upside down, its timid, slow paced. No revenge!

If I tell you what you are to me, will u believe now?Please dont.

U are a known language, or u have access to the known and u paraphrase me.

she wrote!!

if my vagina could sing,
it will have the sound of a saxophone.

if my vagina could have a taste,
it will be the taste in the mouth of a child,
who likes to chew her slate pencil.

if my vagina could adorn herself,
it would use fresh and wild paalappookkal,
which blooms into the midnight.

if my vagina would fall in love,
it would do so with sree.

if my vagina wanted to get drunk,
it would take golconda ruby wine,
plus two sips of vodka.

if my vagina wanted to give birth,
it would to neethu, sudha and pooja.

if my vagina wanted to unwind,
it would swim in the waters of souparnika,
which carries the scent of an untouched forest.

if my vagina were a little more romantic,
it would miss those unbearably beautiful, still crookedly sharp,
dainty fingers
of her ultimate lover of the past.

if my vagina wanted to see herself in a portrait,
it would be that of a woman, earth and tree,
and she 'd lie between careless and open thighs,
adorned with red,
aroused by her own scent,
breathing very slowly, relaxed.

and if my vagina could change one thing about herself,
she would happily say goodbye to periods,
which pierces her, which violates her with that adamant flow of blood.
--sandhya
inspired by gigi's blog.
thanks to sudeep.

5 February, 2009 6:16 PM

she has posted this as a comment in gargi's blog.