Saturday, July 6, 2013

He Shoots Tourists I Shoot Pain



at taragadh
mountains
his instant
studio
away
from
madding
crowds
of his
job service
to khwajah
he is proud
he sought
my blessings
as a malang
he touched
my hands
bowed
i was
only
a human
apparition
my poetic
cosmic
beggar
soul
in its
fleshy
shroud

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