The Blue Hood!

There is somebody in the blue hood,

'could see the black mark,
& the shining metal
Lips pierced &
a flash of fire in the hands,
I think its me
a funky version of me
trying to weld the connections

the blue hood is falling on the face,
couldn't see the eyes thus,
spotted the ring though
reflecting the flash,
the serpentine S,
I think its me
in the dark humid cave
trying to weld the connections

Standing, stiff,
His hands with the flash, steady
trying to weld the connections, perfectly
but the heat 's too much
to continue dreaming
I open up my eyes
all covered in the sweat
& my fingers trembling.


Saurabh.