Little Scooter Joint at The Picture Palace
One January the sun pared
down three spines on a scooter-
drowsy angels caught napping
on shoulders- their bared skulls
an amorphous toil of the soul:
tilling a mountain rock for
some resistance to the real
carol singing as the light fades,
while two ankles shivered white
on an instep's twitch.
Abhishek Jha is a Features Writer at Youth Ki Awaaz.