Sampurna Chattarji: don’t stop. ask
don’t ask me why the shallow end exists
unless it is to crack your head wide open
or what makes the meshing
of our arms and legs
so intricate
or if those are indeed
chicken feet in the rafters
ask me what makes ink on ice
such a delicate thought
or why ‘hard’ and ‘soft’
when found in the same sentence
are sensual
or whether biting down the words
‘shame’ ‘genital’ ‘taxonomy’
might make them easier
to wear
interchangeability
that too
go ahead
ask me
as for the question you’ve saved
for another day:
could the answer be longing for the other shore?
throw-ng the i overboard
she found herself stutter-ng
sink-ng
becom-ng once again
an unreliable boat
and what if on another day—
stop
don’t ask
ask don’t stop
asking