to a hindu goddess

seeing the light ©papa osmubal

seeing the light ©papa osmubal

to a hindu goddess

adam aitken

I drove her to a temple by the sea
on a World Bank moped,
a triple A rice spirit
two hours late for a ceremony.
She showed me a brochure
her face on it,
& practised a vengeful look
in her handbag mirror.
Chanting bamboo pages, annals & spells,
she sharpened her scythe, worn down
by the last imagined harvest.
I loved her then, but she
was spoken for,
payment dates
& the humble gifts I gave that day
to a distant, fiercer god.


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