Height and Weight

Height and Weight

You say I have
Gained in weight
The weighing scales say so

It is only on the scales
That I am overweight
Outside of it
I am as weightless as a thought
Or a whiff of cloud
What with a punctured mind
And a hollow for an inside

You forget
That I carry memories
On my back

I am bent from the load,
The sack full of memories

Even Mummies
Under blazing pyramids
Carry weight on their shoulders
Albeit dead,
And I am a live woman, mind you
With that extra load of a womb

In a tavern
Under the arcane of a feeble night
I could well relieve the load
But it is loosely packed
Haphazard

It is better that I carry them
To the next juncture
So you may sort it out
Under the monologue of stars

So much for a little weight;

Height is altogether
A different matter,
Of a more serious magnitude

You see
I am pint sized
Due to compressed emotions

You may choose to disbelieve it
Truth is as flat as a flat tyre
You may check the tubes
For a puncture

While I sit under
The fragrant murmur of a banyan tree

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Voyage Series & Other Poems 2007
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