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written by: Sekhar Banerjee



We are now equally aligned to the left and the right
of the balancing bar
Fairies, demons and angels
sit on reserved chairs; heads on their hands
It is inertia
of seeing too much like a Moroccan sand paper –
each grain of sand is now an eye
It is intricate, as if, a constellation is rubbed
on our slippery palms. We spin silk and the binary space
all day long
It is difficult. Almost fragile. Light.
We touch our fear like a crowd
as if, we are finally gone blind

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