savage eyes
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy
she trains her “beauty” amidst the lavender flowers
while her man chases her around with a xerox machine.
i look out of my house, watch the same flowers with nausea,
and wish for the weeds …

advanced math class at plato’s kindergarten
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
define
1+1 = 2
2+1 = 3
3+1 = 4
4+1 = 5
2+3 = ?
2+3 = (1+1)+3 (from definition)
= 3+(1+1) (associative property)
= (3+1)+1 (commutative property)
= 4+1(from definition)
= 5 (from definition)
student: with so …

Merry Christmas
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
Merry Christmas to the prisoners at bay
Merry Christmas to the anchorites who walk
Merry Christmas for the Christmas afternoon
Merry Christmas to the absent gifts for the homeless
Merry Christmas to the creators of …

ladies’ monster
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
from where I come from
they hold a hand
over
the right glass
and peer through tradition
at a girl
to later ask
for classical forms
to which she,
in turn,
would
just stare
at her sign-language expert
and parent
taking
their own turns at burning
the front …

albert ayler’s ghosts
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy

for want of an appropriate
suicide note so many die
and my body signals with its stench
turning blue like beaten tulips
whose colour I am ignorant of
and tearing apart space to create time
idiomatic free …

untimely death of a pet-pest
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy. 
The pad physics of a beastly extension holds no resultant forces for motion just like metaphysics provides the same in my sovereign case. How sovereign are we or our …

oblong ate a medulla
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
old hag, dirtbag
no shoes, torn rags
life, hope, self, existence
pity, maker, arsenic, tense
you, us, them, shall not perish
i, gettysburg address, am you
cower in fear, leviathan
funeral, smiles, abound apples
kropotkin meets heinlein
over anarcho-libertarian …

revised manifesto
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
i believe in a dada beyle …

outlet
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy
What follows this is bollocks. What actually follows is this. This time nothing followed. Followed what? I haven’t heard music in a year. I mean music in the way I used to. …

more than a match
by ramakrishnan parthasarathy.
when you sit in front
of a keyboard
about as dilapidated
as a service station
toilet seat
gone bad
(just as dirty)
and it applies to you too -
you who did not mean
to be Shelley but …

faux food
by Ramakrishnan Parthasarathy.
fingers trace the heart
to find a quarter – an
inch too far in a pocket
that does not welcome
a recompense for extra
grease and melted cheese.
“I’ve got a penny, Sir,
to make it 26″, says
the benevolent …