The Brief History of I by Kushal Poddar

In this room- I, dying,

coughing an ocean

that breaks against the wall,

..

and in the next- I, alive,

my head bangs against

the headboard, dazed, loving,

..

and like good neighbors

we never ask, tell,

never think how we make

..

the history of I.

Every time we greet

each other on the stairs

there flashes a news-line,

unread but logged nonetheless.

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