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Sabu Francis

Objects in the mirror

The drive was silent
The stares were straight
Lost in our thoughts

She thought we were late
She sat sad in one corner
I hunched on the wheel
She wanted to look better
For the evening meal
I tried telling her
You're still a steal
But my paunch's size
Didn't cut the deal
My car sped silently
Possibly wondering why
We humans always cry
At time passing by
It had even spelt out words,
words that she wouldn't hear:
"Objects in the mirror
are closer than they appear"

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