Today.

Magpies dancing,
Busy body ants,
Flying cockroaches,
Sober afternoon,
Absent sunlight.
I am having a monsoon.

Spoilt precedents dancing,
Busy body kingmakers,
Flying nominations,
Sober citizens,
Absent common sense,
My country is choosing a president.

I bang a row of teeth against a slanted light post,
a drop of my country's blood falls on the dirty sandy host.

-15/06/12

Lumding.