What becomes of the green path
is a brown deadness
when the turntable spins
to an elegiac trend
piling logs in bundles of wood
scraps of rusted metal
heaped in an old basket
for an old woman to cart home…


In the magnificent buses
the voices of commuters come like
an outpouring of ants walking up dead bodies
unlike it is when their voices
respond tiredly to someone calling for prayer
It isn’t everyone who wants
to stop it …

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