I Ask You, Sir
Apr 2012
Chennai
I ask you, sir!
Of late, inanimate
Toothless, tethered
Can’t jump turnstiles
"Agree, align"
"Ask, but smile"
Mute, asinine
"Uncalled, unnice"
"Pushy, out-of-style"
You know, I’m fine
"A wish, undone"
"Exit, condone"
"Look back, smile"
"Unearth, sift"
"Write," but why?
Unbonded, servile
Alive, a life
…Sad, demise
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