Tuk Tuk

       © Debdatta 'Riju' Mukherjee

It is

annoyingly gratifying

that

auto rides

can be

intensely erotic.

She is big,

her thighs sit

firmly against yours,

your shoulders rub

with hers,

elbow lurks

near her breasts

you wonder

if she likes

it;

to be locked

in flesh

knee to shoulder,

close

in sharp turns,

grateful for

the centri-whatever

force

which gives me more of you.

Your hair flies into

my face

Smells of shampoo

We breathe in

the same

dust and smoke,

our arms exchange

sweat

and

i hope

to make small talk.

Wish that

you wouldn't take

time,

to undress

after a drink or two

maybe talk about

a book or two

and leave me

alone

post fuck.

and then

we screech to a halt.

she pays for the ride.

her lover,

waits by the sidewalk

his t-shirt says:

"pizzatarian"

-by Debdatta 'Riju' Mukherjee

Debdatta 'Riju' Mukherjee lives in Kolkata and barely survives his insufferable job as an IT professional through poetry, photography and whiskey.

Photo Courtesy: Debdatta 'Riju' Mukherjee