Saturday, April 24, 2010


so much to learn from.
so much to yearn for.

and to behave in an orderly manner under these circumstances is just unhealthy.

for saurabh, my guitarboy.

lazy evenings and a bottle of strings

Friday, April 23, 2010

double reel adoration

all but the last one only seem interested in what's happening on my right.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

packing for the summer

i'll take mangoes, i think.
three crates full, not one less.
yellow curtains, no, maybe blue ones.
footwear, three pairs.
one nice one, two everyday ones.
some photo film. you never know.
i might end up using it.
summertime. what else do i need?

my bags are packed.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

down with Birangi

when you use only the pointed colourpencils in your box regardless of which one it is, you get this.

Saturday, April 17, 2010


super-high, rattling the breeze
holding it in his fist
shaking it to bits.
the wind is right.
he opens his hand.
lets out the animal
on a leash it dances
as far as it can
straining against the pull.
the wind picks up
eager in its game
to tease.
glass string pops.
the wind dies.



some say they heard rainbows.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Saturday, April 10, 2010