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Jerry Pinto
Alphabet Soup
Alphabet Soup
Alphabet Soup
A is aloneAnd afraid of responsibility.
X marks the spot.
Failure lies buried here.
X is a stranger,
Sand-pitted from the winds
That blew outside Khwarizmi’s tent.
Y is dangerous, a cleft stick.
Y can hurt
Smudges of down and wing
And the things we do.
i
is that a halo? Or a birthmark?
Q after Q after q after q, after, after,
If B is pregnant with meaning,
R has given birth
to a Snake.
© 2004, Jerry Pinto
From: Asylum
Publisher: Allied Publishers, Mumbai
From: Asylum
Publisher: Allied Publishers, Mumbai
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Alphabet Soup
A is aloneAnd afraid of responsibility.
X marks the spot.
Failure lies buried here.
X is a stranger,
Sand-pitted from the winds
That blew outside Khwarizmi’s tent.
Y is dangerous, a cleft stick.
Y can hurt
Smudges of down and wing
And the things we do.
i
is that a halo? Or a birthmark?
Q after Q after q after q, after, after,
If B is pregnant with meaning,
R has given birth
to a Snake.
From: Asylum
Alphabet Soup
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