The Chairs

At the corner of my room 
three chairs lounge 
on top of each other 
and wait. No one announcs
that the party is cancelled. 

Their merger creates 
an allusion of movement – 
a single moveable chair  
automated, albeit caught 
in a loop.

I may as well turn on the music,
split myself in many
and play the game where I 
seem to lose all the time.

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Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor

 

 

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One Response to The Chairs

    1. A fine and light poem, amidst all the chaos in the world.

      Comment by Sushant Thapa on 19 July, 2025 at 6:02 am

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