A lone spider sitting on a park bench in prospect park
The bench seems to wonder, why the lone thing is of plastic?
An old guy in Chinatown is singing , and at the sight of some Indians, he gets excited about Raj Kapoor
But the confused song seems to wonder, “why do I sound like never before?”. ”gardish mei ye aasmaan ka taara hoon”, the old guy sings…
‘bald white dudes’ on Bleecker street are head banging,
They are wearing saffron clothing, and are completely sober
Alcohol raises its head and says it had nothing to do with it.
The saffron clothing raises an eyebrow, it has its doubts.,
The music, the poor thing, is completely confused.
“Linguistics in a displaced context”…seems to have found its place?


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