Crouched
Crouched against the circular window, Rough knees touching hard cheeks, Leaning on the dirty, purple curtains, Head pushing against the cold grill, Exhausted eyes narrow and slit-like, Malfunctioning mobile phone flickering, Alive glasses beating away reflections, Dead air, cool and calm, wafting in, Fingers typing fast and terribly, Words hanging in and flowing out- Nights.
Karthik Ramakrishnan 12 December 2015













