Silences 2 comments

7 Mar 2006 @ 10:18, by Shimanta Bhattacharyya Less than a year ago... Less than a year ago We were brimming With concupiscent phrases. In bright, sun-lit rooms Riddled with holes, We cradled our drinks Lovingly in our hands As we chewed on Scrags of trivia— Stuffing them into our mouths Like tender meatballs Why then— Today as we sit face to face In this fancy restaurant Under the surreal flood Of purblind lights; With our feet poised and Pointed towards glazed doors And the shadows disrobing beyond —Do we sneak furtive glances Over our stiff shoulders Mouthing nothing but silences? S.B.

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