Squeezing the sun into poems,
I navigate
Amidst tantalizing words
Until the monsoon
Deviates illusion from my sail.
Stranded in the mire of stagnant waters,
I resist
Inebriate on solitude
As my jib luffs
And awaits the re-birth of the gale.
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