Comments about Akshaya Pawasker
My muse is my own befuddled mind.
My goading is the respite from the daily grind
Confabulations, contorting the truth of my life,
to form a mosaic, a jigsaw puzzle
with loose parts to fit right.
I am not a good observer,
Eyes staring, reveling in daydreams
World see through, details conjured by me.