Intelligence

My IQ needs a pair of glasses,
preferably clean and classy.
It has been searching for me
outside my head, thinking.

I live in a verdant nowhere,
walls erected and dismantled
ar the whim of the wind.
I have unlearnt much. Dear teachers
I know you have been buried with those.

Nearby a mountain exists. The stream
is yet to be born. I live in its pregenesis.
IQ needs a new pair of glasses. I see
you looking for me but you can’t see
beyond that mountain.

 

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Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor

 

Kushal Poddar lives in Kolkata, India
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