25.9.14

kadaknath

my blood might turn to
coffee one day. thick, bitter,
5% chicory, half a spoon of
sugar and completely black.

but i must tell you a story
about a kind of chicken
they breed in jhabua:
whose flesh is black
whose bones are black
whose wings are black

i don't suppose
it drinks very much
coffee. 

1 comment:

Prabha Mohan said...

It has in-built chick-ory