Being 2 - Poem by Prathibha Nandakumar
I offer you this space to build,
or destroy, demolish, demark,
deconstruct, demystify, design, designate
or simply damn
the curves, the planes, the depths, the uneven 'terrain,
the many-colored, multi-textured interior landscape.
and hence you define the thin separating layers
and pick a shovel or a axe and
claim the flesh a means of determining
and I defy you to disagree.
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