at heels of dawn stretched yarn straddles opaque skies unraveled universe it’s during these times we question meanings of turtle shells and armadillos you and i we don’t know if we’re going to make it and do we care we wonder if the sunlight can shine the other way around as we tumble over ourselves over fresh raw egg yolk and ferns your wild wild wild hair tinges tips of the air around you and i can only look at cackling roots of frayed trees toiling over wooden chains surrounding us all lollipopped petals shield our thoughts from each other and we feel happy like nothing has or will happen a constant enthralling the world we amuse by our faults the plates shift this way and that tilting our point of views until we don’t speak anymore approaching hopped frogs let their presence known by throats and wary melodies we play with thorns and let all else fail the only way to the bare road of twilight sprinkle
Shome Dasgupta is the author of i am here And You Are Gone (Winner Of The 2010 OW Press Fiction Chapbook Contest), The Seagull And The Urn (HarperCollins India), Anklet And Other Stories (Golden Antelope Press), Pretend I Am Someone You Like (Livingston Press), and Mute (Tolsun Books). He lives in Lafayette, LA and can be found at www.shomedome.com and @laughingyeti.
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