As a path in the sky
between truth
inner and outer
as an eye that cannot see itself
between vision
inner and outer
a door
closing and opening
with day and night.

A mid-floor
between two rooms
an escape
reserved before the room is put together
a memory slip of the walls
a release for the prison
for me
a wound that never ever heals.

The sinners take off their footwear here
the dogs lie in wait
the prostitute keeps awake.
From here you can see
the smoke-towers in the city
the fog in the village
the inner and the outer
the arrival and the departure.

II

Sreelekha lit her own pyre;
for, was it not her habit
to sleep with the doors open.
A bullet passed piercing Pradeepan;
for, he always used to say
all the closed doors would open one day.
Kuttimalu went mad;
how many times had Grandma forbidden her
to open the doors during untimely hours.

At last the taravad8  has also been partitioned;
the thachans9  had already warned that
all the doors were at inauspicious positions .

While we were asleep
the neighbour and the bailiff
have left for good
closing and sealing the door.

Our skulls
that now dangle at the doorstep
how shall we see it
and how not to?