good time to be leaving cos
its
unthusiasm
all round
The gusto, gusted
All keenness now busted
Broken and dulled on a hundred shores
A two-channel TV
A button in want of a polish
A windless flag
Where once the sap of curiosity rose and gleamed in the sun
It now rose weakly, looked blandly at the light,
and retreated back to the roots
The bowing arc has flat-lined
the spin has spun
the sing has sung
The glass
Then probably half empty
Now a quarter full
...
and seeping
Ja Ded
The zap has drained
The zest has leaked
The wax has waned
The point has peaked
So its
unthusiasticicity
all round
have had enough of travelling
and of India
and am looking forward to whatever's next
ultimately coming back here was a mistake
...
and my view of the human race is decidedly lower than it was when it started
which wasn't the case last time i was here
...
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