The sirens are prepared to suppress?
the trumpets of elephants.
Returned from exile,
the woebegone yakshas are dancing frantically.
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A while ago, they stole the slippers of the boys busy in oblation?
and threw them towards the past.
They know quite well?
that some hooligans are trapped in the time-space?
as they ventured to erase their footprints.
They pressed the right button at the wrong time?
and activated the Stone age.
Here, if you rub the stone on a stone,
It will diminish fire giving birth to the darkness.
It will pour the chill of morgue?
over the innumerable rows of transfixed entities.

(Subhrasankar Das hails from Tripura, India. He authored 'Tontukit' , 'Baul Molecules', 'Sfotikchapa Phosphorus' , and 'An Anachronous Shower' and translated literary pieces of Shyamal Bhattacharya, Larissa Shmailao, Mario Santagostin, Linda Pastan, Trishna Basak, Padmasree Majumder and others.? He edits 'Shadowkraft' and 'Water'.)
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