Inspired by the streets of Mumbai, and the distinct feelings of both longing and distance.
You are here in the tired streets.
You are here,
haunting my sheets.
You are floating through the faded lights.
You are there throughout the midnight flights.
You are here, yes,
in all but blood and bone,
and you are screaming
through the dusty city sounds.
You are here, but I’m alone.
I can only hope,
in some corner of your own fatigued home,
I am there, and you, too, imagine me.