I saw a tiny spider dancing in front of my eyes
First I thought it was flying
But as I transfixed my gaze upon the floating creature
I realized it was holding on to a strand of invisible web
perhaps one that he himself spit
under the fan, as I looked up to him
his body appeared and disappeared to the blades in the background
only as I got closer to being anxious if he would fall
on me
I decided to trust him
I decided to trust him
that he will reach where he wants to
Thus redirecting my gaze
Into the screen
I began to write
this poem,
I began to write
this poem,
which I meant to be prose
changed tone just like with the shift of a single key
changed tone just like with the shift of a single key
the sharp 'ga' of milan into the flat 'ga of virah
bhoop transformed into shivranjani
and that was the music I decided to play.
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