Monday, December 19, 2005

You and me

Once shorn of
our egos and pretensions,
when the mirror castle
around us breaks,
you and me
are the same.
Like denuded chickens,
hanging on the bars,
waiting for the grill.

Vijay © 3rd June, 2005
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