Vital Statistics Poem by LALITHA JOSEPH

Boundaries blurred where
Sanity protruded into insane spheres

Measuring tape,
reluctant to scale
the thoughts,
slipped round the waist,
recorded accurately, the numbers.

Numbers slipped from the tongue
And lost its count
Where words turned to flesh and blood.
Flesh was weighed but not the pain.

The pain was ignored
It was part of the game.
The score board recorded
A perfect ten but not the efforts

Efforts withdrew behind the curtain.