#046

half-hidden in darkness-
outside crows and clouds scurry-
deafening rain

i’m late for lunch
smell of sour stew lurks
germs and forks all scattered,
intimidating-

like the pair of ghost eyes
fidgeting in the chill-
bitter taste of pills in mouth

©Mohana Das

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