probing deep
into the cavernous
tunnel of the ear
he digs out dirt
like magic on the
sweltering
cotton swab
of his tiny spear
reluctantly it appears
than he pumps
water from a
nozzle into
the aggrieved ear
the endless flapping
of the begging pigeons
is what you hear
ear cleaning is akin
to oral sex aphoristically
a climax that draws near
as he pushes his tiny
instrument into the
orifice in third gear
for just rs 20 ..sleigh
of hand into his
pocket it disappears
madness of the moment
sitting at the iconic
bandra talao without
shame or fear .ubiquitous
kan safai wala ..a healer
a roadside seer ..blood
sweat and tears ..
