Cannot forget the smell
Faint, at first, then unmistakably foul
Cannot forget the colours
Vibrant. Yellow, orange and brown
Cannot forget the shapes
Blobs, mounds and pretzels
Water is an illusion
Wash my hands
Wash my feet
Wash my face
Wash my shoes
Wash my clothes
Water is magic
Don't smell anymore
Don't see anymore
Don't feel anymore
Water.
Note: One month after fieldwork in Shivajinagar, Mumbai, some images refuse to leave me.
Faint, at first, then unmistakably foul
Cannot forget the colours
Vibrant. Yellow, orange and brown
Cannot forget the shapes
Blobs, mounds and pretzels
Water is an illusion
Wash my hands
Wash my feet
Wash my face
Wash my shoes
Wash my clothes
Water is magic
Don't smell anymore
Don't see anymore
Don't feel anymore
Water.
Note: One month after fieldwork in Shivajinagar, Mumbai, some images refuse to leave me.
'Tis beautiful, but i pray the images shed their skin and grow new colours and shapes as the dark passes into day.
ReplyDeleteWater -
Pliant,
Compliant,
Yet,
Before it
I am always
The suppliant.