Alchemy
Sky drips and monsoon echoes alone
like the sound of conchshells far from home.
The music`s shaped like some pause
living an absence of years
like the sound of conchshells far from home.
The music`s shaped like some pause
living an absence of years
in buildings taunting the orphaned streets,
in paper boats that dream to cross the seas,
in mountains, in parks, in restaurants,
in notebooks, internet cafés, bus stops
in paper boats that dream to cross the seas,
in mountains, in parks, in restaurants,
in notebooks, internet cafés, bus stops
where the roads crosshatch the remains
of some unplanned, un-kept city.
There`s no escape in the sky
that melts to gather itself in a cobweb.
A fresh mind is abandoned
to enter itself, each day
in the campus where science`s a showbiz.
to enter itself, each day
in the campus where science`s a showbiz.
A village where scientists walk the ramp to please
their collaborators; scholars
dressed as bouncers
are processed as timber and firewood
to preserve this funeral parlor.
are processed as timber and firewood
to preserve this funeral parlor.
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