Of late,
I’ve been sitting
Pretty alone.
Of late,
Companions
Have been walking
And have left me sitting.
Of late,
I’ve heard echoes
And I’ve heard music.
Of late,
I’ve gotten used to
Solitary ruby.
Of late, I’ve
Got new glasses
To look through.
Of late,
I’m looking through
new glasses.
Of late,
Am looking
At an old vision.
At a mirage
That’s constancy
And bubbles.
Of late,
I’ve learnt new languages.
And invented an old game.
Of late,
I’ve decided to
Stop fooling myself.
Of late
I’ve been laughing.
At us.

Jan, 2006
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