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Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Crush

after use
after aching, thirsting, wanting
no more
use, crush
throw
use, crush
throw

8 Comments:

Blogger ammani said...

funny how an old plastic bottle can trigger some powerful lines. *hugs* back, miss you. :)

9:16 PM  
Blogger Shyam said...

Heyy... came to your blog through the comment you left on Ammani's. Love the poetry - nice and minimalist, just the kind I like. :)

9:50 PM  
Blogger None said...

I like this blog. quite unrelatedly, the poetry is like i used to write some years ago! loved the diary one best...
spilling peanuts by the roadside! good on ya!
:)

cheers!
ramya

4:11 PM  
Blogger kaaju katli said...

ammani - thank you, always!

shyam - glad you like them.

none - thanks so much.

12:48 PM  
Blogger project why said...

loved the lines
the plastic bottle i agree
but so much more that one uses, crushes and throws
from feelings to people
i see it everyday
and wonder...
keep in touch

8:09 PM  
Blogger kaaju katli said...

anu - it wasn't so much about the bottle, this one. do keep in touch too.

6:45 PM  
Blogger Anjali said...

i have developed a crush on you,your blog and short poetry.

8:41 AM  
Blogger Eroteme said...

Brilliantly captured... I love the way you can point to something and talk about something else altogether.. :-) Very nice. I couldn't help clucking and smiling!

2:23 PM  

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