aranya #12: Rendezvous

Under a rectangle of moonlight
Qi and Kaththi sit
on a mat of leaves
Stick falls on stone
an eye implores
two silences
speak
Kaththi stiffens
nods
quietly leaves
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'I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity' -Poe
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