Starting out in Bombay

I exist on the periphery of a demented crowd-
rushing, rumbling, rummaging the city in
impenetrable geometry,

negotiating life in inconceivable dimensions of
concrete and fortune

I slackline in angst on the edges, looking for an inlet-
waiting to pursue, to be moved, to be bewitched;
alternatives exhaust-there is only one voice
pouring from within and out-
plunge!

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