Unveiling their shine on the cerulean sheet now pitch-dark,

radiant studs, rhombus-shaped compete with beauty

of bicephalous. When the orgulous are on a night out

in their best bib and tucker covering their kytes, chill

of westering winds add to the ambience. Presence of

sapid puffs invites our olfactories to the divine, making

me muzzy, and moved: even nature helps the well-heeled? 


 Originally appears in Postcolonial Text, Vol 11, No 2 (2016)