BRIDAL ENTRY

When I entered your house

With rings on my toes

Black beaded gold

Chain around my neck

Silver bells jingling

On my ankles

Rice grains did not spill

Nor camphor burned

No eager faces greeting

Nor wanting a glimpse

Waited for me

None to be exact .

Just a dusty bed

Devoid of rose petals awaited me.

Your forearm scarred by my

tattooed name

Writhed in shame

I waited in vain

For the black telephone

Connected by my umbilical cord

To sing a lullaby

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