They Are Eating My Body And Mind

they are tearing away

pieces of me

greedily snatching

my flesh to devour it

and my time

they want all

the time

they want my life

they want

the last drop

of happiness

in me

they drink it

almost choking

on my blood

in thirst

and excitement

and misery

and what should

I do what can I do

I ask myself

and I know

I have nowhere

to run

no place that is free

of evil and wickedness

and hunger

and finally they get

my heart and my brain

swallowing them

ravenously

and that is my end

that is how it will be

for everyone

dear friend.

We Are All Ghosts

who disappear like smoke

everything that lives dies

and the Earth keeps rejuvenating

all the time

O what an organism it is

how many feet it has borne

so many lives it takes

it consumes to feed its hunger

and we and everything else

that grows on it is fodder

but for now the golden sun blazes

on the green mountains

and the trees are so beautiful

how they delight my heart

and I feel life is wonderful

and the cocks crow in assent

and the wind says it is true.

A Cat

wandered into the neighbourhood

mewing and Noorja gave it something

to eat or drink and then it became quiet

now the women are chatting again peacefully

as the birds chirp and as I come down my staircase

I spot my neighbour sitting in his jeep and I wish him

good morning good morning sir he wishes me back

with a smile and now the cat mews again slowly

but now you know it is not out of hunger but because

it is lost it is separated from its mother and then I

realise that the cat is actually a kitten and it is now raining

heavily and the cat is crying shrieking in fact for its mother

and then it goes silent and I think that it might have found

some kind of shelter and the rain is pouring and I think of

my childhood in the monsoon and how we would make these

paper boats and sail them in the water and eventually they would

sink and the cat is mewing once again and I think what a tragedy

it is for this kitten to be lost from its family and I wonder how it would

have been for me if I was separated from my family as a child and lost

and crying in the rain and the rain abates as though in sympathy for the cat

and soon stops completely.

The World Has Changed Its Form

it is now a monster

its heart is fire

so wild and consuming

it drives the ogre

to manic hunger

and it is walking the Earth

and grabbing people

in its blood stained hands

and eating them

nothing will satiate

its appetite

this will reach a point

where there will be

no more people

left for the demon to eat

and then thundering

through the cosmos

which is itself

it will roar in anger

and demented

with madness

it will run in horror

and this will set

the universe aflame

which is its own body

and it will slowly begin

to disintegrate

and die.

The Monkeys Have Become So Desperately Hungry

they relentlessly

attack my coconut trees

and my small sapodilla tree

for its fruits

I haven’t got a

single coconut

in a very long time

and yesterday

as I was going to town

I saw monkeys

in the street below too

one huge brown one

was grunting and eating

a guava and another was

running along the boundary wall

of a house and Babu today got nets

and string to tie around

the sprouting coconut bunches

to see if that will work

and he’ll be doing that

later in the afternoon

and all this because of Covid

because there’s no tourism

in Kumily

the monkeys have no food

and so have become

this aggressive

and earlier when the monkeys

had food

and there were

so many coconuts

I would drink

the cool and tasty juice

in the evening

chopping the coconut open

with my machete

on the old washstone

in the back of my property

and sometimes

there was the delicious

white meat inside

to eat

and sitting on my armchair

in the back verandah

I would feel

like a beautiful river

as sweet coconut water

went down my throat

and as I ate

the soft and lovely whiteness

so nice

I was soon transformed

into the sky.

Now Horror

is like a bomb

that can’t be stopped

and it destroys you

and the whole world

around you

bad things are happening

although the birds chirp

the monkeys are very restless

and hungry

and people are full of vile

and rage

suddenly so many

have become wicked

cheating you

beating you

with their silly cunning

and you have been

in this situation earlier

and you still don’t know

what to do

you are being tricked

by your senses sometimes

you know

and sometimes

by others

you’re sure

and you see the

simmering anger

the resentment

the revulsion

in the faces

of some

around you

and you don’t know

what to make of it

or do about it

you don’t understand it really

and then it seems

that more and more people

are feeling miserable

and behaving badly

and now you’ve had enough

now your heart becomes

a burning drum

from the time

you were a child

you remember

these drums of tar

burning and burning

everywhere

their loud flames bursting

into the sky

and your mind is struck

and cracked forever

and emptiness keeps flowing

out of it

although you can’t see it

with your eyes

which now have

no meaning

whatever you see.

The Silver Moon

is gorged with red blood today

see how it drips from her

she has gone mad

she has been eating

her children non-stop

her hunger is insatiable

and when you look up into

her eyes you can see the

madness there

lost in her own fury

her craving she screams

and shivers with emotion

mother mother I say

have mercy on us your children

and all she does is shake her head

howling no and we are scattered

all over the world like prey

and how she hunts us

grabbing us in her

claws squeezing us as life slowly

begins to leave us and then her mouth

the horror her big sharp teeth

biting into us until we burst dead.