Raucous

Borders as they break

Are still painful 

Always painful 

My selves as I have stitched away

Stitched away and forgotten 

My hidden folds 

As they stretch and reveal

And I moan senselessly 

In the laboured angst 

Of my writhing body

My writhing, twisting

My writhing, twisting

My writhing, twisting, shuddering body

Other people scream inside me

People like greedy corporates

That still stake a right 

On my body land 

And then I stare mutely

Mutely perplexed at this 

This new trekker 

My gaze breaks from him

I am gone somewhere

Do I exist in my head

Or in the rubbing with another

Where is my self located

How do I cognise this existence?

The only rescue seems 

To be arriving in short gallops

Sweet and sweetly enticing 

I am falling asleep with sticky fingers

And bitter chocolate in my mouth 

-

Chandni Girija 

August 07, 2022