Om

Sahanaavavatu
Sahanau bhunaktu
Saha viiryan karavaavahai
Tejasvi naavadhiitamastu
Maa vidvishhaavahai

Om

our hero withdrew
when there was two
he could not choose one

so he chose none

worn into the vaguely announced

the spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley
fading
oh so quiet but constant until it passed
over the ridge into the distances
written on your ticket
to remind you



where to stop




and when to get off















the end