Nefertiti

By Joy Moitra

I was at the bar

When she came

And sat by me

Our thighs grazed each other’s

As she looked straight into my eyes

Reading criss-crosses on my forehead

You’ve been long dead, she said

With a deadpan face

Didn’t you know that?

I stumbled for words

Floundering through memory’s

Cobbled lanes

Really? I asked

She didn’t answer straight

But looked at my eyes red

It was then I remembered her name

The “She” of my troubled dreams

Nefertiti, from an ancient land

Nefertiti, maiden of Thebes

Nefertiti Neferneferuaten

Didn’t know you had slayed me then!

By Joy Moitra