disturbed by the harsh morning light river crows wail and scream
Month: September 2023
camera aimed at the cloudless sky waiting for a piece of soft
the tender burn of tongue as the flatbread melts and spices erupt from the curry
empty shells marching into oblivion this cold morning
at the back of the bus in the shadow of the sun incognito i be
pompous clouds parading their curves this warm evening
i asked for coffee not morphine and that was how autumn began
this morning’s darkness heavy on the eyes
glow of digital screens reveals the man in the wheelchair twitching as he wakes from programmed sleep
bodies scattered some dream and others stare at the concrete
elancharan gunasekaran 