Keratin Traditions


My wife tells me to cut my nails,
“They are too long honey” she tells me

And I chip my talons one by one
Until she is smiling from ear to ear

And when I kiss her, at those musky places
She tells me I need a clean shave

And I go and clean the stubs on my cheeks.
It seems my wife’s body is like

A pin cushion with tickle and prickle receptors
And my keratin tips are prickly pins

And love is a centerfield of minuscule deeds
Traditions that surface and resurface

Change and tweak, tinker and toy
Until all the brevities are asphalted

To journey on paved highways
To yesteryear’s endearment.


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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