Nikhil Parekh

Freshman - 508 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

Free Saliva - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

When i spit saliva on brackish complexioned tan
there were pearly streaks of white formed amidst an
assemblage of disdainful

when i spit saliva on the scintillating surface of
immaculate marble,
hordes of pedestrians tripped headlong; after an
encounter with the slippery

when i spit saliva on ravishing morsels of steaming
the concoction transited to a fetid brown; hosting an
army of obnoxious

when i spit saliva on delectable pints of frosty milk,
the opulently prosperous liquid turned into fermented
bitter cream.

when i spit saliva on finely decimated granules of
it produced a molten ointment of jaggery; deleterious
to health.

when i spit saliva on arid patches of blistering air,
the ambience was submerged in passionate
humidity; pacifying high strung

when i spit saliva on the surface of vast sapphire
it simply faded into oblivion; diffusing amongst
colossal chains of trapped

when i spit saliva in vehicular petrol,
the elixir was rendered useless for further
use; failing miserably in its
attempts to rekindle the machine.

when i spit saliva on a jugglery of software
the contraption hissed currents of venomous
electricity; electrocuting tender
bones in my skin.

when i spit saliva on slithering persona of jungle
its demeanor glittered like pure gold; blended with
stripes of vibrant

when i spit saliva on crisp sheets of morning paper,
the manuscript was reduced to threadbare pulp; with
distorted lines of English

when i spit saliva on burning embers of black coal,
the flames died a natural death; with sporadic spurts
in intensity.

when i spit saliva on parched soil of the desert,
it applauded my efforts; thanking me heartily for my
assiduous efforts.

and when i didn't spit saliva at all; my body
retaliated in poignant anger,
irresistible sensations proliferated in my mouth,
and i eventually burst open my constipated
mouth; emitting a frothy spray;
as it didn't cost me to spit loads of FREE SALIVA.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 18, 2014

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