Illuminated by the naked tubelight
oblique rays from the false ceiling
casting artificial moonlight
through translucent curtains
into the dark canopy
under which she sits
listening to distant voices
in her world of silences
lilting undulating
in the heat-soaked night
The soft cling of finger-trails in the overgrowth
The coiling quiet of leaves listless
A bird calling -- incessantly
Dry soil’s sinuous crunch
The trees suddenly stirring with behemoth voice
Her eyes follow the
hidden eyes
slinking through
her purple tranquillity
on the other side of silences
oblique rays from the false ceiling
casting artificial moonlight
through translucent curtains
into the dark canopy
under which she sits
listening to distant voices
in her world of silences
lilting undulating
in the heat-soaked night
The soft cling of finger-trails in the overgrowth
The coiling quiet of leaves listless
A bird calling -- incessantly
Dry soil’s sinuous crunch
The trees suddenly stirring with behemoth voice
Her eyes follow the
hidden eyes
slinking through
her purple tranquillity
on the other side of silences
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