Awareness

In a nowhere of existence
Where mind and flesh caress
Lie dimensions of resistance
Called awareness.

Garments chaffing,
Glances strafing,
Bodies sweating,
Skin forgetting,
Up or down,
In or out,
On, around,
About,
But always there,
Never to forget,
Always so aware,
Attended by the ultimate quartet:
Endearment, hate, rejoice, regret.

- Sitaram (written Monday October 11, 1965 7:00-7:30p.m.)