Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Razor


A razor cut me softly.
I did not know why.
I kept thinking,
No answer, no reply.


A razor cut me sharply,
I did not know why.
I kept thinking and thinking,
No answer, no reply.


A razor cut me splendidly.
I did not know why.
I kept up my thinking,
No answer, no reply.


This razor queried me,
Didn't I know why.
Why did my thinking,
Lead to no reply?


This razor of my heart,
Knew my various moods.
This razor could clearly see,
That the razor was evidently me.

Submitted: Saturday, May 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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