Jagannath rao Adukuri
A Doctor's Marriage - Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
A nose-sniffing doctor marries a doctor.
We are listening to the wedding chatter
As though we are on the operation table
And consequently, are in an extended dream.
The sounds of the chatter reach the ceiling
And come down to meet us on our plastic chairs
In a steady stream of indistinguishable buzz.
The nose-sniffing doctor sits on the stage
With the non-nose-sniffing doctor behind a curtain
A middleman priest calls down gods in Sanskrit.
We are in a morphine-induced dream lying
On an operation table undergoing surgery.
Our nose-sniffing man has sent us in our dream
He is sitting by the side reading Kamasutra.
But actually he is going through strange motions
With the non-nose-sniffing doctor who is his bride.
The middleman priest is invoking gods for him
Making him circle the smoking fire seven times.
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