all day, beating my head, my fingertips
copywriting for a corporate company
the only voices i hear in my head
repeat the same drab chorus
"Never again! Never again!"
what it amounts to is
copywriting means to copy writing
yeta bata chorne, uta bata chorne,
ali ali taaltool garepachhi ready!
selling products with unique selling points
in recycled packaging
but even when i write from the heart
all i seem to do is
yeta bata chorne, uta bata chorne
selling personal experiences
in public vocabulary
borrowing from others who penned down things that resist being worded
depending, gleefully, on their experience, their courage
their sheer stupidity at attempting the impossible
like this song by Bob Dylan
this song; a hard rain that's a fallin' on my being
attacking the length of my spine
and my heart
waking up goosebumps all through my skin
before my head can make any sense of it.
my insides are itching with a strong drive to write
what is true.
what is true
plunges in and out of silence.
words, words, when will you be ready to wear my story?