Mehnaz Sahibzada

Mehnaz Sahibzada

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Enough About You

I drift beside you in my gray coat, thinking gray thoughts, down a street clouded by sunlight. I listen without blinking. Plot songs, sing plot twists while you talk, my tongue baking suicides. You say, What if this whole city leaned on eggshells? No nightingales, just pulses. No ears, just voices. Each day a wave of romantic complications?              I dream the backbone of a bear, the mouth of a snake. But I won’t fault myself for cracking. I haunt my thoughts like a ghost. Feel invaded when you state your self-absorbed questions.

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