GUIDANCE

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Pic Courtesy: Mother (Gold snaps)

As I enter into the shirt in wrinkles
and my fingers try the pull —
between the child and its school.

Her palm irons the sheet
and I see guidance
entering assurance.

I watch her lips open
as I had watched
them do in bed no. 4

They had spoken about me
They still do.

That’s a smile.

I button my shirt
Left is the open collar
of childhood.

I look at her
She seals it with a tie.

She waits for the ‘mother’
even after a good bye.

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