Hardik Vaidya (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
I wish I could draw away the curtains of horizon,
Poke my head out, and see what hides beyond.
I wish I could squeeze into a rain drop,
And fall free into a billion square miles of the blue pacific.
I wish I could paste onto the rusty sign board on an American free way,
And see nothing pass by for days together.
I wish I could squeeze into the hollow of a guns barrel,
And feel the dark anxiety of when would the trigger be pressed.
I wish I could ride the sweat of your chest,
And slide down the bosom of your youth.
Time is short, infinitesimal
Summation of infinitesimals is sometime.
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