Lekhny composition -03-Feb-2023
This salt-stain spot marks the place where men lay down their heads, back to the bench,
and hoist nothing
that need be lifted
but some burden they've chosen
this time: more reps,
more weight, the upward shove of it leaving, collectively, this sign of where we've been: shroud-stain, negative
flashed onto the vinyl where we push something unyielding skyward,
gaining some power
at least over flesh,
which goads with desire, and terrifies with frailty. Who could say who's
added his heat to the nimbus of our intent, here where we make ourselves:
something difficult
lifted, pressed or curled, Power over beauty,
power over power!
Though there's something more
tender, beneath our vanity, our will to become objects
of desire: we sweat the mark of our presence onto the cloth.
Here is some halo
the living made together.
sunanda
11-Feb-2023 06:40 PM
nice
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Abhinav ji
04-Feb-2023 08:32 AM
Very nice
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Swati chourasia
03-Feb-2023 08:43 PM
Very nice 👍
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