Cocooned within associations are innumerable relationships
With their various messages, pervaded with smoke
The Coffee House, excavates multitudes.
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At times I remember that hotel room
broken earthen pitcher, rattling fan
alert lizards on the naked wall
obstinate bed bugs,
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Since I live in a foreign place in Maratha
A primordially new dialect
Moulds to us
Even to our tongues
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Know a little
Better to know a little
We are dimly lit
With darkness unlimited
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Papa used to tell us how
Time runs against time
Our stomach aching with hunger
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As if rolling down
like a ball of w o o l.
From the ocean
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I have remained an isolated island
and I wish to remain so
At times the doorbell rings
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Amidst the desolate ocean inhabited an afflicted oyster
I have retrieved it from an abandoned sandhill
It had adhered so long in aslumbering zone, alone, a Gem
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In the bath-house
where birds' nests emit aroma ~ Afrique,
I shall take you today
for a display of sparrows in coitus.
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Even if I choose to stay at a little distance
And a great deal of path remains untrodden
Perforce the two eyes choose to be closed
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