For Bird

By Subhankar Das


Stretched elongated chewing-gum for a day for a winter night
hanging haggardish better take care while talking about these
again the day returns. Love prompter of the shop
encircling the fountains one by one. Grass today
I wouldn’t be able to look at. Let this alphabet be ready
this sunlight and dust. On the sleeve
there were trace of flesh of previous life and thereafter
the cloud slept aslant oozing birds
hanging elongated whiteness even now within and outside