New Year Poem by GOBINDA SAHOO

The stinking rubbish on roadside,
From it, empty bottles, half-burnt cigarette butt,
Polythene bags with half eaten naan,
Bones and crushed aluminum foils of
Roasted chicken, sausage and hot dog
Oozing,
Witnessing dogs and crows fight
For a piece of bone.
Alongside a poor, meek girl
In knickers and a top surveys keenly.
Her ebony hands and shins
As if lead as they shine,
Cheeks with fresh blotches of mucous
And knees with some fresh pricks
Of hawthorns,
Collecting from garbage
Handle-less cups,
Pair of different flip-flops
With no thong.
In her left hand a half-eaten
Hot-dog relishing,
With a half blown sticky used latex condom
She fondles,
In right, a can of pepsi she peeps
For hope of some drops
With one eye closed,
Her nose could sense
The hard smell of liquor
And sour stale salapi
The last night's cocktail
Of the midnight.