Sunday, 4 January 2009

fish in the tank *

my gills flap shut and open
lips pouting
blowing bubbles swirling
to the surface going
plop, plop

i twirl my tail stalling
fins on thin ether
unsure where, what, why,
trying to remember



vijay said...

Are you becoming a "mystic"?
Anyway I enjoy groping,so I enjoyed this also.

P. Venugopal said...

Just watching what is happening to me.

balachandran v said...

Great! you just described how trillions have lived and left, bow billions live and how a few millions will live to their final end... recognising this state, perhaps we will jump out of the aquarium...

Actually, I do not brood over existential issues. I KNOW. NOTHING!

highly visual. I feel the suffocation of the fish...

P. Venugopal said...

In my profession, we are taught to take care of five 'W's and one 'H' while handling a news report: Who, When, What, Where, Why and How. But we are taught only to look outside for these. It comes as a shock when you subject yourself to these elementary questions, after carrying a terribly inflated ego till the age of 50. Then you see the futility of all those 'plop, plops'. And seeing can make a qualitative difference in your existence in the fish tank.

Extremity said...

trying to remember who..
it pains..

P. Venugopal said...

You are young, beautiful and sentimental. Celebrate them all.