Maturing
the distances, always the same
for SAP
Always the same whining about
the distances, always the same
muscles flinching at the thought.
The shortest distance covered
is displacement, you say; it is
physics. I say I know without
knowing anything about des-
peration. I am not a walker:
who became wiser anyways
by rising early for walks?
You say I am just a baby, wrapping
your hands around me—an
amniotic memory. I say this
is magic; you are, you say.
I learnt to love walking like
blood learns a narcotic.
Love is the shortest distance
to you. This is geometry.
Half the circumference of
a day the sun's iridescence no
longer a nuisance. You see,
you scorched me into life.
Ahmad Saleh Abdullah, a former medical student, is currently an English major at the University of Dhaka. Reach him at asabdullah.ag@gmail.com.
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