Debanjan Dhar (14.6.1989 / Calcutta)
Oh, Rope Lady, can you see me through all the nascent contemplation?
Your eyes are closed yet you see so much more
in this service to obligation.
I loved a deceit and followed it to the woods but returned pining for more
Yet the corpse of love remained fragrant,
Demon dogs guard it from flies.
As you climb down slowly from clouds, I can see your honest scars
Oh, Rope Lady, my deviant Lord, do I know what courage
is and what is fear?
The hangman’s rope supports the hanged but the damned must hope for the shade
Of the Fruit Tree you promise as a mother of a sinner
And gently for to fade away.
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