Tim’s Amnesia
Tim writes a stork down, the gulls,
and -‘I met a woman by the littoral line.
She played throwing with her dog, claimed,
“I hate everything except cats.”
I saw the waves revealed a skeleton.
Whose spirit did empty it there?’
Perhaps these notes will
save Tim from the future.
His doctor shifts some pills.
Returning Tim scribes-
‘I saw a skeleton between two clouds,
and the spirit buried in the sand,
already mellowed by time.
Was it a woman’s?
I should burn the notes to save the past.’
The gulls whiten the sky grey a little.
Just a little.
©Kushal Poddar all rights reserved
Edited the online magazine Words Surfacing, authored The Circus Came To My Island (Spare Change Press, Ohio), A Place For Your Ghost Animals (Ripple Effect Publishing, Colorado Springs), Understanding The Neighborhood (BRP, Australia), Scratches Within (Barbara Maat, Florida), Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems (BRP, Australia), Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems (Hawakal Publishers, India), and Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel (Alien Buddha Press)
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