indian buffet

west on 52nd street
to the Indian restaurant,
daily lunch buffet
of delicious food

spacious room,
colorful Indian pictures
hanging on the paneled walls
and snowy white tablecloths

red haired tantrika and me,
she in a whirlwind,
me in a muddy swamp

we find we are
in accord nonetheless
over nan and sauces,
meat and vegetables

red winds of karma
blew us here.