Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Dharmendra

ab tak chappan! (almost)

"it is her birthday.
we are all around the table.
lights out.
door creaks open.
she's home, calls out.
keep silent.
a spider crawls up up my neck. i scream.
she fires her gun.
yellow flash. tiny bloody rose opens up on my chest.
whoever said a policewoman should be given a surprise birthday!"