so bird censuses and males seeking women are your next new thing. Especially those who step out the water all wet and dripping away from their wives in posting,
Images of themselves in poses that suggest they preen more than they prey.
And you’ve always never heard me out. I’ve fallen on deaf years again. And you continue your run on scissors in all the self-righteousness you can find. And all the rants and the sophomoric dilutions of the soul probably help imbue the tales that spring. From you.
In your newest spin.
In the perambulations. In the circumventing of the truth, we reduce it to who asked to sleep with whom.
It was only about time. And winning time. With you. To be able to look without fear into your eyes. To hear the cadences of your tone. To hear the latest pop psychology nonsense that spews in original cliché.
And it is now reduced to who out spins whom. In self-abnegation.
Keep playing Mother Teresa.
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Rony Nair has been writing poetry since 1985 and was a published columnist with the Indian Express in the early 1990’s. He is also a published photographer about to hold his first major exhibition and currently writes a regular column for two online journals; one of them widely read over South India. Rony has been profiled by the Economic Times of Delhi and has also written for them. He cites V.S Naipaul, A.J Cronin, Patrick Hamilton, Alan Sillitoe, John Braine and Nevil Shute in addition to FS Fitzgerald as influences on his life; and Philip Larkin, Dom Moraes and Ted Hughes as his personal poetry idols. Larkin’s’ collected poems would be the one book he would like to die with. When the poems perish. As do the thoughts!
Rony Nair has been writing poetry since 1985 and was a published columnist with the Indian Express in the early 1990’s. He is also a published photographer about to hold his first major exhibition and currently writes a regular column for two online journals; one of them widely read over South India. Rony has been profiled by the Economic Times of Delhi and has also written for them. He cites V.S Naipaul, A.J Cronin, Patrick Hamilton, Alan Sillitoe, John Braine and Nevil Shute in addition to FS Fitzgerald as influences on his life; and Philip Larkin, Dom Moraes and Ted Hughes as his personal poetry idols. Larkin’s’ collected poems would be the one book he would like to die with. When the poems perish. As do the thoughts!
