Aruni

many lives

i take a drag from the cigarette 
see the smoke rising in visible puffs 
i pass by dancing yellow people on the ground
and a dog walking backwards, i found 
high wanna make me sing, sing 
and the cat has a tail which is a plug to her hip
the dog move backwards as it blink, blink
time's lost to melting frost
i lie in the overgrown grass 
the sprigs swaying with the breeze
and i stare with a hazy glass
star-drunk, drug setting more in 
and my chest rise and sink
staring at pulsing ball of hydrogen and helium
my vehicle veering over the median 
though, i am still on the mortal side of life 
with unending equidistant lives
yet no parallel lines
only negative reciprocal of this life
but now my vehicle veer over the median 
to a euphoric state of breathing weed
and the high wanna make me sing, sing 
with soon to be spirits smithereens 
and the ballatic lights take their stage 
where infinite stars meet infinite waters
and i float above the waters and fly 
to the sky
every way the right way 
a life escapade 
in the form of intoxicating smokes
for the moonlight dancing serenade 
feeling the same as the scientists
see the light in newborn stars 
and i am happy for my friends 
green specimens flouncing beside 
and above are fairy lights cushioned 
in clarity 
a tiny crack of sobriety 
because of realities 
no intersecting lives
one in the windowless stealing home
and the other in the school with friends 
real and false 
focus, friends; multitudes in high
a stalwart coming-down
escaping through crack in
the insensible, distorted mind's eye
they were there when i was stoned 
at times joining me on 
they were there when i was sober 
and they were the ray of sunshine 
where i was the rain of cloud 
sure, Kabir could be half-witted, scruffy looking deadhead 
Nysa fluttered from one edge to another and 
Arav agreed with his parents to move to
other country 
saying it was another kind of euphoric 
adventure entirely
but they were mine and i was theirs 
until they weren't but i was
and i had many lives neither meeting 
the other
one in the pillarless home
one with the kindred-spirits 
other in hazy dust beside green stalks and loam
and other lives some more.