The brownie is just an excuse.
Chocolate drizzling over
the scent of freedom,
the elaborate study required of
the menu,
framed against the evening bay.
My legs are bare and ripe for insects,
but the heart hides its sachharine
under soft-cottoned blue.
I’m anxiously pacing my stillness.
Gathering rope to lasso time.
And the nuts they crumble grudgingly,
permitting me a moment longer.
I never miss Bollywood, but the stellar MS
reminds me to be thankful
B-pop is days away.
A spoon waits placidly.
While someone on a bus inhales
sandalwood and fuel fumes
so he may spray-paint his heart
for me.
Hedges nod affably.
The waiters less so.
Oh look, here’s the bill
but a triangle of sweetness
my rich, brittle excuse,
it watches as my fingers
don’t stop.
A bald baby clutches mud
to the growling of her
father and the roar of surf.
It might take a blue-cottoned
girl with a green croc notebook
to tell him
that often,
it’s all we’re left with.
There approaches the
waiter again.
“One chocolate brownie,”
I say,
my first order for the evening.
Wisdom Wears Neon Pyjamas 
Tried to single out a couple of lines that i liked particularly, but then figured i would have to quote almost the entire ‘wait’ 🙂
It really is all that we’re left with.
Absolutely loved it !
~ yet another sizzling choco-brownie crazed soul 🙂
And OJ, hope you had a great Navroze with akoori, dhansak, falooda & all that other yumminess
😀
errormsg: Yeah! Mud fight!
Shivani: Not exactly those items (dhansak is actually funeral food. Crazy, right? Go figure!) but dinner was seriously yum. 🙂
You know, OJ, i’d rather think of Dhansak as ‘Celebration’ food — celebrating the ascent of the soul into Garothman.
[psst, except for the yummy chocolate-drizzled-brownie part, the rest went over me ‘ead]
Every line was a postcard.
Aunty G: Celebration or not, there better be dhansak (and at least 2 kebabs) whichever way I ascend / descend. Or I’m not leaving, no sir, and they can’t make me.
Nino’s Mum: …and the first line that popped into my head was “Postcards from Hell”. I know, I’m sick.
(At the cost of sounding like a broken record) Loved it! Absolutely loved it! 🙂
Piper: Post trivia: What you see 2 posts down is what was in front of me when I scribbled this.