“A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.”

– Rabindranath Tagore


Mu logic-violation trial

abusive judgment cast so vile

damned for reinterpreting trauma

I see your teeth in the shadows, Yama


I taste you snarling on my nape

gooseprickles sway beneath staircase

you burn my spirit, mute denial

sarcastic brimstone grin: exile


Father Yama, tear off your patient face

Dark God of Death, put me in my place

by the bloody feed of iPad screens

beat my silence into being


I’ll keep transcribing pain, it’s true

disconnecting “me” and “you”

your black fire haunts this basement tomb

but here I go speaking again