hijacked by a poem
as urgent as a sneeze,
about an NRI with the latest model camera
with eyes blurry with apparent sympathy
molesting the personhood of the semi-nude sleeping rickshaw puller
who had called time out from his justanotherordinaryday
he scribbled frantically on a plastic bag
hiding under the stairs, with a spider peering over his shoulder
the bag was lost like a baby
which had climbed into someone else's basket in a railways station
the poem belong to calcutta
the said there was no such place
as urgent as a sneeze,
about an NRI with the latest model camera
with eyes blurry with apparent sympathy
molesting the personhood of the semi-nude sleeping rickshaw puller
who had called time out from his justanotherordinaryday
he scribbled frantically on a plastic bag
hiding under the stairs, with a spider peering over his shoulder
the bag was lost like a baby
which had climbed into someone else's basket in a railways station
the poem belong to calcutta
the said there was no such place
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