Poetry: Rebecca Case
I have this mesmeric desire
to furl my fingers in the
raisin-black cranium maelstroms
s
p
r
i
n
g
i
n
g
artfully and find some promise of
security in the wall of his chest
the rest –
well the rest is irrelevant
curious as it may seem
like the invasion of dreams
commanded by that
nefarious sleep stampeding to
overthrow the vulnerable
mind…
it’s the kind of
half-witted addiction
clueless of what
it’s asking for
perhaps as an infant
it was dropped on its head
or starved of intimacy
in some past life
No, it doesn’t know
what it’s asking for
and I don’t suppose
I’ll tell it
Photographer Bio: Raj Kamal is from India, and he is currently working on a self portrait series about a boy living away from materialistic things.
