File spoon-archives/sa-cyborgs.archive/sa-cyborgs_1997/97-02-22.183, message 42


Date: Mon, 7 Oct 1996 11:42:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lakshmi Gopinathan Nair <lnair-AT-uclink2.berkeley.edu>
Subject: Re: gossip


Hear no evil
See no evil
Speak no evil

Smell no evil
Taste no evil
Touch no evil

*Do* no evil

All holes
of the body
sealed.

Cracking...
Split

One mask for inside
One for outside

One goddess
two faces
Parvati
sweet and fair as mother's milk
well fed and rounded
and Kali
fierce and black as mother's angry eye
emaciated and sharp

Feed me
comes the hoarse whisper
of the starved
beggar inside

Holes come unplugged
and fill 
with forbidden tastes

eyes tasting nakedness
ears tasting hot breath
tongue tasting foreign saliva

nose tasting sweat
fingers tasting skin
lips tasting strange new salt

Masks fall and shatter
Nowhere to hide
Trembling with fear
beyond comprehension

What face will I wear?




   

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