Tonight
the door opens and I'm about to enter when you ask me to caress your mound and I'm so crestfallen that I tuck up like nobody's business and look at you with wild-eyed wonder when you explain you've got to catch a flight to nowhere and do I mind withdrawing my nothingness stuck on you, it hurts so much and besides it is not sure enough where to enter? where am I going my youth like Oedipus, where I'm going like billy-o?

Prasenjit Maiti