"our train is delayed and i am late for lunch
with a boy i like because he makes me feel
less lonely and that seems like a sufficient
definition for love these days
in this city where it is possible to be surrounded
by the warmth of millions of apartment lights and
still feel cold.." #poetry

https://et-alia.tumblr.com/post/126730207738/funeral-by-alok-vaid-menon/amp