Heart consoles.
After a meticulous search,
long wait
and stand in the BIG BAZAR,
as we wait
for Spring, season’s
fresh new lease and crescendo
,
Where customers buzz
like bees
Ringing in and out of
bee hives
You reach home to
unpack
The picked up and assort:
It is just like
winding up
Of office staff
at five.
You fall asleep
like a deadened
Patient in a
hospitalised corner,
whether sleep dominated you
or etherealised by surrounding
mode of silence,
you cannot configure.
Figures in Dream like
quality
Pop in short, a
sort of come
and go ,
Your heavy heart, much to
Unload consoles,
Only thing that
can be done
At the moment.
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