Kali's In The Graveyard Poem by Mark Nichols

Kali's In The Graveyard



Kali's in a graveyard
Breathing bloody hard
And she's not really sure where she is right now
Or how she even got here
Maybe it was you…

I'm an elevator
Where everyone pretends to be alone
I'm a hotel
Where everyone pretends to be at home
I'm a time bomb
The clock inside is stuck into the past

Stick out your tongue
My lovely little one
Have no fear

I'll drink the blood
If you don't think to much
Have no fear

Ripping through the flesh
Mind and flesh are left behind
Do your best
To fly the nest
Over hills looking down
What is there?
There she is

Kali's in the wasteland
Sittin' with her back-back
Throws her head back
And the world is flat
Kali had a baby
Named him little Jamie
Got him down the chimney
From the Old Stork Ghost

Stick out your tongue
My lovely little one
Have no fear
I'll drink the blood
If you don't think to much
Have no fear

Love said, "you are not drunk enough' so I went and got drunk
Love said, "you are still sarcastic" so I became stupid
Love said to me, "you are not wild enough" so I went crazy

Na chana dora dana die yanda
Na Na daya nanda dora
Yasho dwee hay dwisho nahe
Yosho dwee hay visho nahe

Yahh!

Om Jai Kalima
Om Jai Kalima
Om Jai Kalima
Om Kalima

Stick out your tongue
My lovely little one
Have no fear
I'll drink the blood
If you don't think to much
Have no fear

Friday, February 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: blood,fear,girl,indian,loneliness,purpose,safety,secrets,womanhood
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Kali as a young woman
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