Gold Dust and Birds

The keys form cords that induce an eyeball elevation.

Flickering frames, birds flying in and out of vision.

A pigeon or a crow replacing the mighty ginger eagle of the sea,

From way back then.

The beach became paving slabs and moss,

The sun disguised by brick not coconut.

The Arabian Sea profound and distant.

Warm Indian faces replaced by impatient Caucasians at the bus stop K.

Lentils to tinsel

Beetroot from jars

Water to Wicked.

Brown as a berry coated in snow.

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