No day no dream
Chaste cuddles reality is sheer in fragments
like hairfluff the maxim simply that it resists closeness
so much The situation on my bed on an August day
of togetherness A daydream is neither day nor dream but a joining
Like liplock or like hammernail and blankstare and sundrag
and fourlegs One then had to boil chai and speak softly.
Tanuj Solanki lives and writes in Bombay. His fiction has been published in The Caravan, Out of Print, and others. His first novel will be out in July, 2016, published by Harper Collins India.