Earlier this piece was named "The paper...
Plastic cricket ball...

They are witnesses
of so many rebirth of springs...

Urgency
for scripting expressions...

We will meet
someday...

Please try to understand,
I'm getting bored with you now...

The year completed
one full cycle...

I feel too sluggish
for the New Year...

Exclaimed one, "are we
mere scavengers?&quot...

Wish I were a CD
ringed on your forefinger...

We stand together,
we stand apart...

Billowing up in a serpentine queue
the smoke tangles around you...

Octaves do not
speak anymore...