The Girl With The Needle in Her Arm

The Girl crouches
by the railings at the
Tube station entrance,
her knees together
mucus running down her chin,
watery eyes
sticky pale skin,
vomit stained hair
hanging down in two
big tangles over her forehead;
The Girl massages her calf and thigh,
her right leg feels bloodless and numb,
her mascara streaked face a mask
where tears were forced out as she spewed;
Above her rainbows strobe across
the tourist postcard skyline,
proclaiming the nomenclature
of aspirational desires,
Apple, Cartier, Chanel, Mercedes-Benz;
The space around the Tube Station
entrance railings is opaque,
no – one sees
no – one wants to see
the Girl’s life exchanged
for an emptiness of nights;
Nights illuminated by gleaming giant screens
all evangelising how,
the Financial Times stock market Index
has just ended the day,
higher .

11 thoughts on “The Girl With The Needle in Her Arm

  1. sunil sharma

    Cerebral poetry by scholarly Louis Kasatkin: A rolling kaleidoscope of random images threaded together by an underlying sense of deep affiliation with the Unseen in a world-class city and tourist-destination: Real poetry for me by a contemporary Master whose rich-textured comments always make me feel like a fresh beginner and his disciple. Let his poetry flow and let me learn from him.

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    A stark view of drug abuse – loved the backdrop imagery and the final message

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  3. thenownows

    Love the way this starts as a close-up and then slowly pulls away until the bigger picture drowns the Girl out.

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  4. Rashmi Malapur

    Dear Sir,

    Many a times when I walk on the road have I seen girls & how insensitive I have become to such a picture.

    I remember when I graduated I felt disgusted & depressed at such a sight. But, as I grew I masked these emotion & I have failed miserably to do that.

    All I do is to hand over a bit of cash in their hands. Though I feel I don’t know when I learnt to live like this.

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  5. Santosh

    The poet’s compassion shines through his poignant words…this profound picture will forever remain embedded in my mind.What a scholarly piece of poetry.

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  6. Lopa Banerjee

    Such an achingly beautiful word painting of shallow urban life and the crushing existence of the girl in the midst of the mindlessness, the chaos and the loss of empathy! Your images surprise me, shock me and shake me off towards the end of the poem. Waiting to discover more of your gems….

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  7. SamTem

    Thats a poet who can enjoy romance on a tube station
    wonderful and you created a picture of a materialistic life
    which is not sensitive but the poet is.
    great work

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  8. Mangeni W.Obwoya

    Beautiful word painting, and poignant words scribbled by the poet gives vivid picture that won’t fade that easily from the readers mind.

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  9. Kuchibhotla Sarada

    A stunning write. Highly picturesque.. The apathy for.the plight of such girls.is.clear.through the write.. The impression it leaves on the reader is intense.. .and the title.is apt.

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