I close my eyes, follow
the queue blindly.
“If I can still stay in the line”,
I say, “then it must be true.”
Everything of this moment
I have lived before.
except that blind faith.
I hear the pigeons of the piazza.
They descend and peck at
the crumbs of us.
When we shall not hear them
the end of the line has arrived.
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Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor
Kushal Poddar lives in Kolkata, India
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