SONG OF SEPARATION - 3 Poem by Teji Grover

SONG OF SEPARATION - 3



Friends often ask me.
It's getting to be 1001 days.
They ask
do I still think of you?


What do I go by?
The drop of sweat trickling behind my ear
is what I go by.


I don't know, Babu
if it's my boredom with their question


or my fever going down.

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