I.
A lift and a fall
out of place / I am having unbearable difficulty
in being a Poet
Who holds the crown while I wait? The first god
of mine: a beast
with impeccable taste
his hand on my neck affirming
that there was enough
of us
to mean something
II.
In order to make yourself comfortable
you are allowed to do whatever is needed
even murder, thieve and rape
Be our guest, welcome in
We have been anticipating your arrival
full of dreadful excitement
We have made the beds and set the table
and prepared our bodies so well
III.
For the poem
I would make any sacrifice
For you: I would sacrifice
the poem
IV.
Father: fuel and fire
He has given me nothing
other than my beautiful
madness
V.
Twirl! The bells sound
I spin spin am dancing
but not a dancer
of course: a spectacle
brilliant, unprofessional
VI.
Don’t you love
who I become don’t you
become, love
ADITI NAGRATH is a poet, art therapist, and part-time monster based out of New Delhi, India. She believes that the only way out is through. All of her poems are dedicated to you.