MY REGENERATION

 

I’ve lived a live wire,

ricocheted, swayed to a snake

juicing whole cloves, whole cities

squeezed

to their unholy waters —

but the street lights remain

glow-spot the stains

of monuments swallowed

to a pulp, paper-machéd

to an egg

that will never crack

or boil hard

any truth.

 

Show me your sunny side

And I will show you my shell.

© Sujatha Menon 2021

Track by Søjus 1 & Film by Paul Windridge