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Sprawled snake-pair tangled on the earth-bed
boat they sail light like
aluminum vessels in a mithai shop
spill honey to ant-lips in the groove,
and when breeze sings a warm elegy,
less than 24-carat gold-pools pull them in for a meal.
A sun-beanie woven by their own thread-tails,
awake
on the line that parts and fails,
like burnished-leaf and swinging sole,
a pick up from the garbage truck
where walls go and hide.
wriggling their tips they tear sheet of blue
into holes stretching a loop,
where-in jump the grey marble tiles,
how-in they fall as
staircase trees slope-down like
an orange sky peeking through
the peep-hole of liquid stark well.
7/12/20
