1.
In- between indifferent
Drafts of wind
And restless strands of thought
Naum takes the plunge
Into a river of people
Jumps he, Naum does
Rather well
A noise-less topple.
2.
Naum folds time
Tucks it under his bed
To doze off again
He sleeps
He is always asleep.
3.
Don’t prosecute me
Says he
Naum does
My only crime is I am
Not myself these days.
Mr.Police man, he says
Leave me be.
4.
Now he runs
That man’s otta be crazy
No he dont run like crazy
Only a case in point
A point in time
Running be his escape
Run Naum run.
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Anant Dhavale
