Stuck in that statue

And I cannot bear

To look

Into its eyes…

Its white plaster feels like

Skin

And its chin feebly quavers

(In my strange optical illusion)

As it holds back

Its tears.

Its silence is full of words –

Which I half-understand

But do nothing about

~Alo Shome~

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