Clairvoyant Kinesics

It was 3AM I suppose, or to be precise A complete hour of sleeplessness and I was walking behind or rather following The footsteps of that decrepit old body. Her hoary head signified semaphores, Illuminating and reflecting a way onward, Onward to a curvilinear farness. Her bent shuffled maneuvers were like The surges of the tides that rise and Culminate on the shore becoming arches And while I was at the verge of losing myself Amidst the labyrinth of her creased And sagged skin I realized that it was me. It was kinesics with my distant aged self. I just traveled Through the furrowed copious vacuum Of clairvoyance created in my mind. ~Nayanika Dey From: India Copyright ©: 6 July, 2016