You get along with five senses
i with a sixth
you have a brain friend,
i have a heart.
A rose is just a rose to you-
to me it's Helen and Padmini
You are forceful prose
I liquid verse
When you freeze i melt,
when you are clear, i get muddled
and it works the other way around.
your world is solid,mine vapor
yours coarse,mine subtle.
you think a stone reality;
harsh cruelty is real for you.
i try to catch a dream,
the way you grasp the rounded truth of cold,sweet coin.
i have the sharpness of the thorn,
you of gold and diamonds.
you think the hills are mute-
i call them eloquent.
oh yes, friend
i am free in my inebriation-
that's just the way I am.
