Bull fighting

Every time I pour
An ethidium bromide gel in the lab
I think of carcinogens, pancreatic cancer
Or maybe prostate – which will give
Me an extra decade or so of life

And then it occurs to you
The fear of death is like stepping
On a patch of yellow oleander
Screaming as if it is a claymore mine

And only then do you realize
That death is everywhere
Down the crowded street, on the sting of a bee
Inside a slippery shower cubicle
Or in a bout of dengue fever

And then and only then
Do you unveil the toreador in you – taking the bull by the horns
Dancing the bolero
Holding a rose between your lips


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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld.

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