Something To Weep

Over there is a love
It smells pink
Some one is pushing a wheel barrow
Across the street
A cry is taped again again
Cloths are spread on the wire
They flap around wind’s waist
Its noon
Lazy clouds put sky in slow motion
He reads my palm:
A girl loves you in secret!
I feel a recline
As if some one has closed my eyes from behind
In the shore
Fishermen mend their net
He comes with tired feets and eyes
They ask: where do you want us to cast the net
He says: I am done with all the slaughters
He walks away with slackened gestures and pinched neck
He murmurs: nothing is vain; they are just empty
Suddenly sun dies
Darkness creeps around
A sheet is pulled over my face

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