You were talking About a girl She laughed Clinking like anklets At times Grew dull Like an overcast sky Other times
I strained my ears To stencil her in me When a solitary pigeon coos From the office wall
Am out in the sun Listening to you And through you Her. At times You become her And she, you There is a you Who laughs like glass bangles There is a you Who is silent Like a broken bangle Myriad yous.
We become alone When we love
I have stood
The sun Rains Nights Deserts Abandonment s Forests Seas Conduits.
Alone Alone
I can see that girl That tree shade Her solitary sobs That embankment Her solo conversations That desolate stone Her lonely laughter
What is more agonizing On this earth Than to be in love.