Tuesday, January 5, 2010

EMOTIONAL CHEMISTRY

All lacking
Emotions?
Chemistry?
A question
Without a question mark

Chemistry?
A mixture of feelings
Disturbances
Memories
Childhoods
Experience of pain
Loss
Love
A season
A summer
A winter day
Cold
Freezing
Shivering
Slipping

Emotionally slipping
Maybe not of Ice
But of childhood
Together
Alone
Always alone

Sharing the loneliness
Sharing the on coming Loneliness
Sharing the days gone by
Sharing the fissure of Imagination
In which they both once lived
The reality that was
Once
Long time ago
The emotional chemistry

The sameness of something
The sameness in something
The genes of siblings
The genes in which your parents lived
When you were all together
When you shared the sameness of those genes

The habits
The long lost habits
The habits of love
The habit of a meal
Sharing that meal
Fighting over an egg
Fighting over a piece of lamb
The lamb and the eggs were expansive

The family was not rich
Far from it
The children wanted to be rich
One day they will be
They always thought
They always thought
That the life in the future will be better than the past

They have plenty of eggs
And lamb chops
They don't have the siblings
They don't have the memory of that shared chemistry
They used to tease each other
And
Then Laugh
They used to fight
And
Then laugh
They used to cry
And
Then laugh

They shared laughter
They had sense of humor
And
They shared it
They spoke to each other
Without speaking
They listened to each other
Without speaking

They understood each other
They understood their surroundings
They knew who they were
They had emotional chemistry binding them
Together like the glue
Like the bond of birth
Like the glue which never fully cleanly come off

The binding is still there
Though not visible at all
The shrieks of pain
Are there
Though not loud enough to be heard by the neighbors
But there are no neighbors
All are remote people
Operating on remote controls
With their machines

All in love with a machine
Push the button
Push another button
Now cry
Now laugh
Push another button
Now fight
Push another button
Now make love

Do people still make love?
Yes, they do ...
In the movies
They have slimmer bodies in the movies
More tanned
More muscles
Easy to take the clothes off
More emotional chemistry in the movies

They meet in a bar
Or in a plane
Then the next scene takes place in the hotel room
Nice hotel room
Expansive
Suite
The leading man's suite
The woman he just met
Is always blond
Always slim
Always in a designer's dress and coat
And heels
Perfect make up
Perfect perfume
One can smell it across the movie screen
They have chemistry
Perfect chemistry
Instant, perfect sexual chemistry
And emotional chemistry comes in the second scene
If the screen writer missed it in the first meeting

The other poor slobs in their poor shitty life
Are seeking that emotional chemistry
All their lives
The one they had in their poor home
Where the parents lived
Where there were laughters
And
Fight over food
And fight over books
And fight over hot water

And laughter all around
The teasing, the crying, the yelling, the bitching
Life all around
All things available which makes a thing called, "Emotional chemistry."

Now desperately looking for it
In a bar
In a cafe
In the restaurant
At the opera house
In a theater
At the cinema
In a museum
In the park near the dog run
In the summer time
In the snow
In sleet
In The slush on the streets
At the beach
In a cafe late.............................
Can't find it.............................
Gone forever.........................
Maybe it was never there.....................

That is impossible
Its existence can't be denied
It was there
Very much there
I am the proof
Still living
Still breathing
Still carrying on

On the strength of the vanished," Emotional chemistry of my home of the past."

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