Attendance Sheet

stagger fingers

over keys

gurgles gut

Two worlds, one within, and one outside. Leading life within is so different from the world outside, especially when the former is mired in scandals. Within, Nobody knows X. Outside, Nobody is a stranger. To the facts, fiction is known. Within.

blue light

reflections

over glasses

Checking the attendance sheet, this week too X is present. X likes to play Halloween every day, every week. Choosing a pronoun for X is tough, God knows whether X is a he or she, so Nobody refers to X as “they”. Nobody waits for X, Nobody misses X, Nobody has no time, yet, Nobody gets time every day for X, and Nobody is a noun, proper noun.

few lines

over paper

moves shadow

Where there’s no light, there’s a shadow. Shadow is a life that’s under life, living its own life, always fearful of light, particularly the direction of light, if not light. There’s no light within, yet Nobody can see. Nobody can see the shadow. Nobody is addicted to the shadow, there’s no cure. Nobody will wait, till Nobody breathes.