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Manjit Tiwana
Show-Case
A girl all crystal
A boy all flesh.
In the show-case though,
she was talking
he was rooted on the road, brooding.
The girl raised her eyes to the boy.
and the crystal spoke :
"Swallow me, my whole being, gulp."
The boy, his hunger deep and long,
Reflected
On his poor digestion.
The girl snapped :
"Coward can't you free me from the
show-case ?
Put me on the road, crush me."
The boy mused.
His delicate feet might bleed.
She growled :
"Must you think...
Go home and think.
You on the road ? What
business
In the show-case though,
I will continue talking."
Translated by B. M. Razdan
Husband
Husband is a hungry wolf
who shields you from other wolves
but himself...
Fixing you between his jaws
he boasts :
"See, how safe you are !
I don't devour you."
Husband is a hungry wolf
who shields you from other wolves
but himself...
A motor-machine---
he fits all your spare parts into it,
weeding out every green blade of your existence,
questions :
"Who the hell are you ?"
Instantly, like Red Riding Hood,
you would run away from that wolf.
Like a lightning flash he grabs at you.
Bewildered, you struggle to find yourself desperately.
Husband is a hungry wolf
who saves you from other wolves
but ultimately devours you.
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