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Not that my coming is without intimation What needs be said always remains unsaid Not an unanticipated occurrence But yearning for the propitious in the unintended
No word chain disrupted No effort aborted And each experience . . . halfway
Yet that is not the problem Time has not come to a standstill There Time has simply Uncoupled us
Our sleepless wait Altering the date Was to efface The bittersweet divides.
Our cuddle, The nestle of twenty springs Snuggled in the nest of feathers Dissolving in the bitter actual . . .
Even as you say, alas, Will they take you away tomorrow? It's already the day Today
Distraught Even as you agitate in agony Alas, do they already take you Even while you look on I am shackled
The scene, Arrested word Like the broken tear Slashed through the Squares and rectangles Of the gratings at Our counter meetings. I can only pityingly Stare. The escort van roars And stirs up dust.
Something smells As I turn my view inside Rifles and Khaki uniforms do The surveillance.
My self writhes I am agitated As the petrol smells, My wailing entrails move I turn in My view from you In the outer world Towards you In the inner world. Time and I have only two limbs Day and night With the desire to work a bit faster Time grasping its arrow-seconds Me clasping my quill Move on And go on moving.
The enemy has four legs Tele-ear, tele-gaze, radio-mouth And armed palms.
Above all, The rapacity to live on All alone.
It is for this He annihilated his heart, For this he smothers its vibrations.
In what discourse Can we converse With the heartless?
Bloodhound's gasping tongue His neck-strap, The whip in the prodding master's hand, He assumes, from his rank. What language can translate the utterance That it's felony to shackle reflections?
Property Fractures the human world Into custodians and criminals But when I assert and declare Banishment of the very thing Property's cage turns me a defendant, all right, But, For the overlord's eyes I am a Communist And As if nothing can surpass it He arraigns me as a Naxalite
Let us persist to actualize it exactly Let us perpetuate ‘treason' For the purpose of multitudes