Gadfly Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

When I struggled

Out of the wreckage of my nightmare

On the wall was spread out

The sun

Deliciously golden, warm and edible

The crow happily cawed

As if it had found something to eat

The leaves wet with rain

Shivered with delight

At the touch of the breeze

One was just happy to be awake and alive

Quite at home with the clutter

Of a house lived in

It was almost like heaven

Before the gadfly came in