To The Unknownnamed One Poem by Subhojit Kar

Stitched mouth
Ears full of unheard voices,
I
I'm all eyes for you....
Mosquito Hunter waiting for the Fire Bird.

'Out of sight, out of mind'
the stupidest saying of all.

II
Donnow whether you've wheels on your feet
Porsche, if not exactly Poetry in motion
Glides silversmooth, while Porschia,
Black and solemn, in battle-gear fly.

And now, it's eyes, eyes and eyes
searching, searching and searching.