I sit down to enjoy my art
with a knife and phone
a faint hunger works up
after listless hours of scrolling,
satiated by plating colours,
textures, guising gnawing boredom
after listless hours of scrolling,
satiated by plating colours,
textures, guising gnawing boredom
an elaborate post production
followed by regular reporting
to imagined drools, likes,
hearts and compliments
followed by regular reporting
to imagined drools, likes,
hearts and compliments
a click later, the deafening roar of
aeon travelled stomachs
shatter my plate. I gulp splinters
aeon travelled stomachs
shatter my plate. I gulp splinters
stab what is left
of hunger inside
of hunger inside
15.04.2020
Published in hākārā: a bilingual journal of creative expression, Turbulence, Issue 12 in September 2020
https://www.hakara.in/pooja-ugrani/
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