Illumined Pleasure
The Horizon seems distant
The sense of theatricality embraces whole
The dwarf monkey
The grasshopper still longing in my mind
Swarm of civilized ghosts with stones on their head
Moving in chaos
Oh God!
Do you hear the firing of gun on the stone
Fierce and Flinch of childhood cling in my coat
Oedipal jealousy reverberate
Nothing is in oblivion
Why you hide your face
Why you stay alone
Everything is normal
In the Freudian hole
The tiger
The bloody knife
Desire that concealed
Still time to evoke.
**inspired by Dali's painting 'Illumined Pleasure'
(c) raju baruah'2010
poem by Raju Baruah
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