Dissecting my soul
I wish I
were born dumb,
so that silences
would
never be uncomfortable...
and therefore
taking a cue
from the hippie God
I end,
"Words dissemble,
words be quick,
Words resemble walking sticks".
Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/3/2005)
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