a tale of two cinematic visions imploding in the dying light of dusk
Tag: senryu
dream within a dream the flesh tossed and sauteed in bed
hot oil worked into frail joints the beauty of this moment
the koel in the darkness as if the night sings to us
the splitting migraine and the half moon who offers no solace
half moon the half dead faces at the bus stop staring into oblivion
drink in the night and let fate run its course through pale veins
the fire red sky resisting the darkness at dusk
autumn the koel picks up the bits and pieces of her song
blessed be the autumn rain the little ones sing and scream
elancharan gunasekaran 