Saturday, 26. October 2002
Protocols - Vikram Seth
What can I say to you? How can I retract
All that that fool, my voice, has spoken_
Now that the facts are plain, the placid surface cracked,
The protocols of friendship broken?
I cannot walk by day as now I walk at dawn Past the still house where you lie sleeping. May the sun burn these footprints on the lawn And hold you in its warmth and keeping.
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