They say I live in augmented reality
In oblong, skewed shapes
Those sculptures of the mind
So far from nature or order

And through the paranoid eye
I sucked in my own reality
And planted my own weeds – some Echinochloa
That multiplied and took over my rice fields

And now I take a sickle to the field
To glean some seeds – a small harvest

To sprinkle some grains of rice
On my beloved’s uterus


Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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