Kindle Notes & Highlights
saw you last night in my dream, Neera, in the dire blue times Of dreams that ripen once and die.
cannot even remember I was unhappy once
Your chin on your knees, you sit there, time does not stop I know, one day death will come and take me away Across the horizon New men will appear, build a new society A new breeze will wipe out the old breaths
another's eyes I have hidden my wantonness From you, Neera, I see you only two days a year I was suddenly reminded of Neera when I saw you, Neera I did not desire you, I did not try to reel you in I did not enter your temple–like body on trumped up excuses I did not annihilate you casually with a blood–smeared hand
Let me look at you closely, I’ve hardly seen anything in this Ordinary life
