with drifting dawns
that borrowed voice
mine
within yours
meandering
drowned in troubled waters
your voice now remembering
balmy breeze rises
a kingfisher
broods on his palm-leaf
watching hours ripple
on endless backwaters
alluvium
our voice
alluvium
mine into yours
sinking
closing in
we are closing in
no one
on fault lines of
reason
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