Distances

The walls stretched interminably to white sky
Hiding bush and snakes in them gently rising,
Feet shuffling to rustling sounds of dry leaves.

The squirrels had built bridges for man-gods
And earned three dark stripes on their backs.
Strange birds sang in the sky deaths of lives.

With more distance of time , eyes slowly fell
And the body hurried past closing our spaces.
The distances are now small, the skyline close.

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