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All I can see are your eyes in rear-view mirrors

 Ronojoy Sircar
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 Ronojoy Sircar
All I can see are your eyes in rear-view mirrors
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Ronojoy is from New Delhi, and likes to dance when no one’s looking under defunct street lamps. You can reach him at ronojoy.sircar@gmail...read more.com
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In between
a space of hundred(s)
lies (,)
a page of
absent regret(s)

(as I rummage through your trash -
broken reels,
cigarette smoke, bottle caps
and ash)

And the I,
right here,
waits
for
your eyes,
(turning towards your past)
to look through the rear-view mirror
towards
the me in the backseat,
half asleep
in someone else’s car
speeding past yours
as you turn left
on route 7
missing
me
speeding past
you
in the time
it takes
to
say
goodbye

Goodbye

(For Prabuddha & Shahid)

(First published in Coldnoon: Travel Poetics)

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