my brain often opineswhy the hell you remember those
who are simply dirtiest stuff to remember
I calm my brain with psychiatric medicine
but my heart often laughs
and says
Darlin there is no medicine for me
I wonder
why I have to face the music of contradictions
is it possible
never to love any body
in any form
my soul says
Darlin don't become too philosophical
as no body is worthy of that
But I am exposed to such acute contradictions
Time can never be undone
I ask myself
is it true
or else
another form of torture
in wait for me
my soul again whisper
you better be alone
as you look the prettiest one
in that being
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