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Sunday, October 21, 2007

stray cat

There is no cross-
roads where I walk.
No significant
acknowledgment of people
passing by and bumping
my shoulder.

There is only
the asphalted street,
stretching straight ahead,
becoming the sky.
And the gentle wind,
(intoxicating)
singing lullabies
to my eager ears.

I keep walking (maybe gliding)
towards the end-
less road
sullied by potholes,
capturing the winking stars
whose mere sight
give hope to my
broken dreams,

but my world has been
tilted topsy-turvy.
Stars have become
mere objects on the sky-
colored corners
of my notebook
These hushed voices
have become mere noises
in my head-
phones.

Though I still walk…
‘Til the sky is shattered
by a light (on the other side)
green
with envy
and cars rush
to block my view
of the world.


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