Hemang Desai

Rookie (8th July,1978 / Valsad)


Poem by Hemang Desai

‘tis true coffee rouses you
in all five senses
more sublime than liquor does
and no sedimentation feared

a cup of cold coffee over a hot controversy
and the quadruped in you
raises to be a biped
to touch the posterior of platitudes
like a piggy mounting a sow
ejaculating ismic sperms
stale and contagious

a cup of coffee over a salacity
and your ears become sensitive to
almost anything low
crooning of crickets in claustrophobic corners
burbling of the wiggling wind
and the hearsay of your hearing dog

a cup of coffee over an insight
and the blinkered microscopes of your eyes
can more clearly plumb paper thick depth
of Mona Lisa’s ochre eyes, nose and ears
and limbs
visible and invisible

a cup of coffee can sure cure your anosmia
and your bunged-up paramedic nose smell soporific sweat
in the garish wings of the budding butterflies
which you wish would embrace your whims
and lend some colour to your dark moon-burnt skin.

a cup of coffee can
gentrify all nine tastes
of this world
some utopian too
and can right
the headstrong bats
of your upside-down dreams.

but a cup of coffee gets wasted over
the sixth sense
that is kaput
like that of the lobotomized goat couple
fucking in butcher house.

O lord furnish us with feelers
or else invent a stronger stimulant.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 1, 2006