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Two Poems On Mumbai
Two Poems On Mumbai
You be faithful to us
You warm up our beds
Play the flute of Eternity
Play around with our dreams
Breathe fire into our sperms
O footloose hussy
O churlish slut
O Khandoba’s concubine
O wanton coquette
O whore with the heart of gold
I won’t go away from you like a ragged beggar
I’ll strip you to your bone
Come, throw open the gates of heaven to the poor devils
Mumbai, my beloved whore
I’ll take you for a ride
I’ll strike you dumb
And go.