“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