The Earthy Habitat 7

The fairies of chaitra lie on the un–wrinkled bed with their backside up in the hearsay of the air once the woods of tamarisks once the hill of paraffin it appears there is no interruption to this circus the toy-telephones hang from the cloud to cloud from that carnival take birth many kanthali-champa the surgeon comes calmly to the secret of darning all localities are totally maddened by the flow tide of the exudation observing all those happenings the half-broken wave does awake on the sofa-set