You Again

It was an evening of sorts
tinged in fading
Denims
and your once fading words,
a song by Rabbi Shergill
pierced and lived
within

Main Tha, Tu Thi
Aur thi Dilli bas.
It was me, it was you
and it was Delhi
Just the three of us
only

And I suddenly remember you
again
in a titubating
maddening storm in Delhi
outside
Karl Marx
upside down
inside
 
It has been raining since morning
and Paul Simon and you are blowing my mind
again

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the words that it was forming
And the sign said

"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"

And whispered in the sound of silence