Piloting through mingled dreams
a body turning into paper
rising, skin mingling with space
floating, thoughts and arms and hands and fingers
a climber lacing onto the blue
a world inversed, head to toe, toe to head
I'm sailing downwards, upwards, sideways, 
painting an invisible canvas with chaos
kashmir in reverse, words 
on mute and people laughing
in vain like veins, shooting,
bloody but frozen from the wars
kashmir in reverse, desert
underwater, slowly rising,
arms swaying like fire,
you're back. 

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