Day 7: February 2

In the abyss today is this poem that I inexplicably brought with me to Spain. 4 pages hard copy. I must have printed it out and was loath to leave it. It’s from last January 2022. It has the void in it. I feel it also crosses the abyss. It rides across on horses ridden by young ghodawallas, boys who tended to horses in a small red earth town called Matheran that we used to go to on holidays.

The ghodawallahs of Matheran ride across the abyss at dawn.


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