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Half a year

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They taught us in dictation
How distance forms
D-I-S-T-A-N-C-E
eight letters
And a bit of accent
While we recited
One by one
I crumbled between the
Mass of letters
Forgetting a , c or e
Or the pronunciation
Distance weighed heavy
Then while learning
While learning to speak
That dead looking eyes
Wet in shame
Mouthing words, my imitation
Like DISTANCE was a destination
And I’ll never cover it in time
Now it’s different
When I learnt it’s meaning
DISTANCE
Measuring it in units, time, place
And then people
DISTANCE
Became longing
And I couldn’t separate them
In morning it perches
Slowly on my eyelids
And it’s heaviness
Settles down at the bottom of my heart
DISTANCE
becomes craving
An empty shell looking for
Its skin
DISTANCE
becomes a photograph
With coarsely grained filter
Muffled sounds of us in background
DISTANCE
In its vagueness
Asks for a home to stay
And I cannot, any longer
Stand its stench…
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