a silence scratch

a banana yellow and dark
an arms truck filled with opium
warlords shouting chants on the street

as pakistan burns
tires on streets
wakes to a no tomorrow

night sleeps silently tonight

outside my venetian

love,

you are a saviour ,
you are
in europe
at will,
the dark lord
tides spider

intrusive is the moon at 4:00
like,a story
here a fantasy there,a
bus
leaves hamilton tonight

good bdays in bad years

chasing purple light cannot sleep tonight

dance drama passion betrayal

a dirty game suneal can play

let's play this the woman's way

lets fan fires die and life get up and over the

iron fence that you cherish

the cloud gauged

night sleeps silently tonight

outside my venetian love
you are a saviour
you are in europe at will
the dark lord tides spider like
a story here a fantasy there
a bus leaves hamilton tonight

las vegas darkness dark mistress

can coffee put one to sleep

as fat red cow with an engagement ring

bubbles the warm water in Jacuzzi

filled to the brim with anti-histamines

chlorine replicares tithal shores

40 degreez in a yet cold night

michelle is passé frame rulz the pictorian valley

of dandy lions bleeding in may 7000 times grey

Irene Irene one emma million irenes

cambridge sands jump to the skies

million dreams billion stars old book shops

abandoned lakes flying boats

singing waves

gold

silver

diamond rings

an old salvation hat lost

thailand chillies bounce in sky

you smile and old castles breathe

and water paintings come to light

farms pass and rainbows chunky

as lion's breath kisses fire dragon sounds

an old red café still around

love sings a new tune in your eyes

peace is having no questions Mandee

ass from hamilton

Oh teacher teacher you said you were red….and

kindly sarcastic to new unclicked boy

foreign friends you had your favours

prudence won and true and great

but I was late

crab and his single status frustrated the cobwebs

in the hole

you were my blood where were you

when 9 letters came

computers lost and palmed and pain

pity that

nothing came from you

in an old cowboy clown town that clicked

what happened there

psychedelic pity

screened a waterloo blade

no one volunteered for me

icr

I see her

Coming

On

line

have i?

done right?

By staying

invisible

then there was the guy on the street

he asked me not to judge his country on concrete slopes near ANZAC

he told me this is not how we are. I smiled

I knew in joe's barnee place with chap dog squeak

as I watched winded move clouds that hid sky tower

I knew that in emma's lap as she cried a waterview

don't go away she said and I labored at the warehouse

I have connected to your city sweet emma

there was this blond. scorpio femme fatale

in farmer's who gave me her picture number

she was from the city

but emma came and emma left

and mom lived died lived died lived died again

and the ace got stuck in the last heel

achilles elephant that passed through the eye of the needle

only the tail remained

and here I am in the city of a spa

hot too hot or cold too cold

and here I have made myself available

calling space waiting to go home

i will give you love that i never knew

I will give you sun and its treacherous UV defection
I will give you the white lie fickle as fuck the moon

I will give you May but not Amy
June but not Emma

I will never give you Emma
nor Wellington

las vegas darkness dark mistress

can coffee put one to sleep

as fat red cow with an engagement ring

bubbles the warm water in Jacuzzi

filled to the brim with anti-histamines

chlorine replicares tithal shores

40 degreez in a yet cold night

michelle is passé frame rulz the pictorian valley

of dandy lions bleeding in may 7000 times grey

Irene Irene one emma million irenes

false dream of the painted gypsy

wind chimes mad green apple fades

floats a million bubble thumping stars

into a bright windmill

it’s x’mas and the hens are running

the prostitutes have left Istanbul

danced a horrendous lie in her pregnant painted phase

sun is a thief stealing light

dark river flows in murky duck tails

little rays of golden hopeless untruths

tired warriors need to sleep

die kill feed before they eat

someone is cursing the red fort bells

calling jehangir the just

byron lost p-lot

still just one Emma

cow laurels

black dark green grey evil waters

of Wa’

over a moonless starless

powerless small pond

small city weed ridden

with

pork displaying hatred for terrorists

pork jumping beef bouncing

a brotherhood toils at a weak fashion

MNDNA

lovers kiss in central park hamilton

i munch a samosa or two

a duck or two float on a green river

a clean unclean dog dream and pee river

wooden bridge shakes cafe tea grass

a party on 8th

a blank birthday shoots bullets

central plaza tinsel silver shiny red

burning xmas plaza first meeting plaza

green jasmine iranian dream sparta anger

hugging plaza

orange juice.

blue eyes

opium plaza

guru plaza

aum jogger jumping joy plaza

 

Das

It was in those days when we picked up sticks
from Kamil’s Karkhana and the wooden sword was
made Dharam Veer style as we had a dual by
the Papaya tree & rubber band stayed Bharat’s nails broke
I was proud and dad laughed as wood painted blood sword
of Rawal broke. He died of Aids Bharat a few years ago

In those days das came to stay in our small room
during the day as sunlight’s microdust came through
Eastern window
Das praised me and patched Utkarsh’s many
knickers so I could tear them at play
and promised me that I would win a dual
with Boman Irani

Das and me went to his hillcrest garbage down Dahisar
slum and made potato wada from memory
on a nice afternoon when he shaved and showered
and said ‘waaah’ even Alexander would not do this
ghost stories and magic continued
and carrom board games we won and lost
and books I cut and patched in smaller books
I stitched. Small was beautiful
except for my women

Dubai Adarsh Sev Mamra factory

there is a lie in ever corner
but the lie is beautiful pig
it's getting cold

Dubai glitters
on the moat
in the ferry

across the bridge is
temple mosque bur dubai
deira is sweet and filled

with street walking slits
in a black saudi arabian night
filipinos will smile

russians with burn
sands bleed
and chinese walk the shore line
without a brass

Glittering waikato

Remember the night I walked from that 7 star studded beach
What was the name
The Americans were in bikinis
And the Germans believed in IT prowess
What was the name of that beach

7 dhms I paid and Ajit crashed his car
as I crossed Bur Dubai to Deira
to your Choopa Choop shop

toy shops and levis dukaan
with thick banana shake
parathas from Malaysia

and red chilli sweet sauce
from thailand

can we kill one camel at a time

In an ancient bazaar

On a shore behind a wall I ran to pee

They sell fresh fruits & locals are there

No camels just khajoors and gunny bags

And those small potatoes that give arabs

Their Arabian nights. I am not Iranian but Pakistanis

Believe with their sharjah hangover of a cheated cricket match

"You cant trust them" the horse power potato costs

70 dhms a kg. discos are full of you and lavinas

glitterati and rashi's dreams of unfaithfulness

burj al arab/jumeira beach

Rising shaped like a boat in the night

As Mahesh flies to 100 miles to dhabi

Ignoring cameras and going to sleep

By a bonfire on a night Arabic sky

Tazaaa Chai

then rush to the slums behind
our building to the small million
shops with their cute lights
pass the egg house big house
kidney stone nurse house
go for the paper hanging sachets
Red Lipton blue Brooke Bond
Yellow for fifteen paise
avoid the muck JUMP
over the dirty brook
Jump over other grime
JUMP over the ghetto
return to the small house
in the nig building
where cate came from kitchen window

Dad’s Early Morning Tea

walk half asleep
buffalo dairy half closed
half jumping watching cowboys in wooden heels
cleaning cowshit buffaloes sweep
flies with ears
we are scared
Jumped over slippery
green waters moss Pee
buffalo moved

Dad’s Early Morning Tea

walk half asleep
buffalo dairy half closed
half jumping watching cowboys in wooden heels
cleaning cowshit buffaloes sweep
flies with ears
we are scared
Jumped over slippery
green waters moss Pee
buffalo moved

Dad’s Early Morning Tea

walk half asleep
buffalo dairy half closed
half jumping watching cowboys in wooden heels
cleaning cowshit buffaloes sweep
flies with ears
we are scared
Jumped over slippery
green waters moss Pee
buffalo moved

Dad’s Early Morning Tea

walk half asleep
buffalo dairy half closed
half jumping watching cowboys in wooden heels
cleaning cowshit buffaloes sweep
flies with ears
we are scared
Jumped over slippery
green waters moss Pee
buffalo moved