the bony fingers, the clicking keys
swinging door, stale air, stiff clothes
the rattling teacups, the sailing trays
the still morning of the kitchen
the lights blinking blearily
the spoon falling with a ringing clatter
Price of salt skyrockets in rural Gokha
drapes vibrate with the trembling windows
the tomatoes roll down and splatter
the dizzy feeling, body sluggish
disoriented and dull consciousness
wobbly, swimming head, thoughts murky
the cold floor, the freezing water
the sunlight streaming from the windows
dirty stripe of brown on the window
outisde cobbles shrouded with murk
the musty smell of sodden hay
warm sun on the face, lazy feeling
the ceiling with dust gone grey
muscles ready, mind numbly reeling
preparing for yet another rotten day