By Arjun Devanesan
There is,
On some shore far away,
A planet in which,
Being hospitable,
Sits an ocean to which many simple minded tourists
Flock like noisy antelopes
Or grasshoppers,
And within which lives a great metaphor for immensity and vivacity,
Cousins who,
Upon rendezvous,
Embrace and merge into a gelatinous whole,
A large jellyfish that swims clumsily in this sea,
Spindly tentacles stinging stray unwary bathers
Caught up in their own private thoughts
About mortality and morality,
For those are the only two contemplations
Allowed on this planet
On some shore far away.