Used Boarding Cards,
     tucked between the pages
     of read and still-to-be read books:
Bookmarks of journeys 
      performed in vain.
Of times spent in airports,
     waiting for departures:
Of comings and goings
    through innumerable security checks;
Of flights carrying plastic food 
     in plastic trays, 
Served by Dolly air hostesses.
Life’s detritus accumulated, and then
      crammed in a bookshelf.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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