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Relapse
I want to fold back, to collapse
and be carried upstream in my genes
to the sensuous sapience of innocent
infancy; to millennia ago when my cells
were evolving in slow explosions
of change and metabolic mutations.
I want to be an ancient fish
in turgid waters, coated
with the slime of the ages,
the slippery patina of history
colliding in atavistic awareness
of life in its many forms.
I want to return to being
a foetus in the womb of time,
umbilically tied to the universe;
absorbing neonatal nutrients
through a placenta that travelled
all the way from ether to embryo.
I wish to slide back in the scale
to a barely sentient species
navigating newly engendered feelings
in my endocrinal effusion
as I gather into being
over the slow centuries.
I long to return to the condition
of a stone, to burn and freeze
in extremes of weather, rocky
mountain fastness reflecting starlight
that is thousands of years old
smelling of a long-dead source.
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| Ajanta Paul Ajanta Paul is a widely published poet, short story writer, and literary critic. He was a former Principal of Women's Christian College, Kolkata. A Pushcart nominee, Ajanta has been published in literary journals including Capella Biannual Journal, Offcourse, The Statesman, The Wild Word, Atticus Review, and Spadina Literary Review. |
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