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Name me after the long war

Once I know this girl, standing

before the mirror, hearts on sleeves as

if she's been writing off, in the thrum of

this melody, in the three songs of morning

chaos to night shadows.


I've been watching the boy, standing

before this shop, a face: tired with past

shadows, mirroring the finite time—

getting loud, louder, loudest with

and each passing second.


In the breathing of darkness, a woman:

furrows her eyebrows with shattered

stars, like a spider crawling to its webs,

in the muffled screams, the walls crack.


A man has been dropped: in the ocean

of silence, trees cracked, birds fly in

the noise of ebbs, flowing, streaming

consciousness to its body.


There's a kid: playing with snowshoe,

transparent as glass mirrors, boarding

to another world, in the many rows of

icicle, it carries on the tinkle until

it falls.


I've been walking since two hours,

in the spitting images of daily chaos—

to the perfume of cold blue streets,

you'll find me in the wrinkled pages

of scattered memories.


I'm still there where your hands, couldn't

reach back, in the laughter brim where

none left to remember you, in the dust

of this universe, where your footsteps

lingered for a nanosecond.


I'm the unspoken tune of your unmeasured

letter, you're growing tired of worlds

splashing together: but I've been thinking

of you often than you can wonder,

live me out before I will break this world.

Will you?

— 24th December, 2024.

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