ORIGINAL SKETCH

ORIGINAL SKETCH

BY

CHANDINI SANTOSH



At present
I have just a simple sketch
Not the original
It’s a bit hazy
With layers of time on them

I sit on these broken laterite steps
Of an ancestral pond
With my legs on creeping waters
Recounting
The seven weapons in my armory,
Reconsidering the eighth:
The one about retracting,
Withdrawing from the battlefield

As dust rises over this grotesque battle
And your voice fades
With each syllable
My uncouth hair spreading
On the mossy green
As my face dissolves in water
To retrieve the original sketch

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