toll

He arrived, wrapped in lapis

Shape shifting before my view;

Hands outstretched, clasping mine

I paid the man his dues.


‘A deal’s a deal good sir;

Well met upon this fate,’

Pressing coins we intertwined;

Shifting perspective,

‘Hurry onwards but gently; for I am now quite late.’


He laughed ‘paradigm’ – you silly girl,

What brought you here thus far?

You’re unscheduled as of now, and not going very far.

He obliged me safe passage & crossed the banks,

without another word,

Thankee sai I whispered, for your kind gesture

The echo left unheard.

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