Occasionally a mirror reflects
out of boredom a dreamy face,
two eyes glittering with life
and a paper-creased forehead,
as I flip, zoom, turn, and pinch,
and shift my attention
from the gorilla screen
to five straw-fitted elephants,
riding an Indian saucer,
honking a wind chime
with their baby trunks.
Twenty-five centuries of space
and time trapped inside a library
of a gold-teethed memory chip.
Isn't it amazing?
A time machine made out
of zeroes and ones entirely!
Our existence has reduced to binary digits,
to be summoned by strangers at their will;
awakened by man's memory,
his loneliness and her curiosity.
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"Straw-Fitted Elephants" first appeared in Strange Horizons. It is part of Salik Shah's first poetry collection "Khas Pidgin" available on Amazon Kindle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem