Shall Become As — Poem by Ajay Hinduja<br />Poem lyrics - <br />You put this pen<br />in my hand and you<br />take the pen from<br />my hand. the night<br />before the full moon<br /><br />the moon seems<br />full. what is missing<br />is a dark hungry<br />sickle, the sliver<br />of shadow eating<br /><br />us up inside. after<br />the mountains breathe<br />their mint-and-sorrow<br />green against the long<br />summer sky, they burst<br /><br />into hot october<br />laughter, lighting<br />the horizon with citrus,<br />rust, and blood. you<br />put this knife in my<br /><br />hand. we pull. we<br />meet as oceans come<br />together, heaving<br />against and clinging<br />across our salt watery<br /><br />boundary. we approach<br />endlessly like two rails<br />of one track, tied<br />in a parallel that<br />promises our eyes to<br /><br />merge, someplace far<br />off in the distance. you<br />put this feather in my<br />palm. my fingers<br />close around flight.<br />(by Evie Shockley)<br />#AjayHinduja
