Aryanil Mukherjee

meaning far

  distancing its own quality from us          distance loiters
like a biscuit, like a dog
speeding out of the moment, a deer, explores the hill-top
runs down to the highway
I lean to catch glimpse of an amber volkswagon, newest model

filled with deathwish     he drives his car around
looking for a terminal conversationist......
red train window flying white beard in pipe smoke tobacco
the poet’s on vacation. where does he go ?
somewhere in the new footage of language windows
in a train of thought

let’s go back to cartoon days
we came back from afar and walked around ourselves
all afternoon
afternoon in ourselves