Friday, May 11, 2007

ECHO

Dark room,
empty echoes...
Not even
a clock ticks...
Just the
reflected laughter
of some
bastard lizard,
mocking my
loneliness,
as I lie naked,
ripped open,
staring at
the still eyes
of the ceiling...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(10/5/2007)
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