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The dangling conversation

PARTHA SARATHI DEY
Professor, WEST BENGAL STATE UNIVERSITY

As we are smoking,

this evening heavier than the air

now clings to our common sentence

like the last rain in our hair,

like when we were old,

and lied to a calender

that we’ll miss,

on our journey to the border.

As we are snakes,

our bodies bent in silence,

now pregnant with fateful words

and ready for our children,

who’ll have a tooth missing,

since your smile is my absence

and we’ll hiss,

to keep this silence in it’s order.

When we are hidden,

in the bookmarks counting our distance,

from our promised honey moon

now shattered in this instance,

with pieces flying across

our dangling existence

that we’ll kiss,

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