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Winding down
Empty, dizzy, as year winds down,
Casually intent on taking me too.
Previous seven decades, they tried
The same, but i, the hero, survived
To a new year, & sunlight on Jan. 1.
It's all in the mind, says someone,
Think of an Inca matron on 31.12.1359,
Or your n'th great-grand in Dec. 1623,
Or different calendars, different folks.
Sensations in the head, attributions all.
You're here, or not here, not there.
I take a deep breath, i let it out slow.
I know i'm a bit player in a big, big show.


© Sanjib Basu