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SHADOW PEOPLE



By

Elancharan Gunasekaran












© Elancharan Gunasekaran


Cover design by Elancharan Gunasekaran























10pm

late night call

blood in urine










Trailing behind me

lost

in random actions








Just outside

from the window

peeping in










Hugging the wall

a hand

reaching out








It’s my imagination

they say

who do I believe?










Believe

in beliefs

maybe, you’ll live








Perched atop

the taxi

blocking moonbeams










Red eyes

stare back

fuck off!








I’m busy

nothing to do?

take a walk










Rustling leaves

crawling through

the bushes








Investigating

the perimeter

found nothing










A list

of places

for the dead








Behind

the counter

shadows










In the back seat

I know

you’re there








Eyes

wide open

grim visions










Spilling coffee

tripping

over dark








Stains

gone within seconds

clean










Curious

i look

under my bed








12am

TV is on

static










Eating popcorn

watching

me sleep








Raining

last night

who closed the windows?










Behind curtains

swelling with pride

the darkness








Slipped

gently lowered

to the floor










Stringing together

dark clouds

composing thunder








Hanging

from a branch

making funny faces










On my back

kisses delivered

in fury








Across blocks

eyes

search the dark










Reporting

grim disturbances

to shadows








Night

has aged

again










Following footsteps

into

dark corridors








From behind

a tap

no one










A finger

in the ear

surveying mindscapes








Loitering

without

a head










Resist

the darkness

can be very appealing








Screams

a few blocks away

puncturing hearts










Quiet

they listen to

your dreams








Unties

my shoelace

sloppy work










Dirtied floor

clean, awhile ago

not funny








Eyes

messing with my head

stop










1am

bed is a chair

no pillow








Alone

digital screens

stare back










Dusty keyboard

too lazy

to wipe








Sticky notes

falling off

time to pray










Almost time

packing up

my soul








Wait

don’t go

eyes speak










Movement

torn paper

dreams








Wake up

strange music

fading off










Tinkering

with dark words

silence








Loud and clear

I hear you now

we hear you










Become night

because you have to

sacrificed








Hole

in the sky

come, dark ones










Flames, dark

reduced to ashes

black, charred








Pray all you want

no reply

from mad god










Stepping

through portals

goodbye, for now








Checking blind spots

all clear

no Sun in the sky










Our shadows

keep hell’s demons

at bay








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Elancharan is a multidisciplinary artist and poet. He resides in Singapore with his family and cat, Leo. He has a strange love for all things poetical and Sci-Fi. A winner of the Montblanc X Esquire Six-word Story prize 2017. He is the creator of House Haiku, an experimental music series combining poetry and house music elements. Andromeda’s Alien, his first album is now represented by Red Claw Records (Germany).


His latest publications are Untitled Protests and Why You So Dark? by UndergroundBooks (New York), Monochromatique by Queer Ink (India) and Dark Revolver by Roman Books (UK/India). His poetry has been published worldwide, on various international print and online platforms. He has featured and performed at the Rantai Arts Festival (Kuala Lumpur), Singapore International Festival of the Arts, Singapore Writers Festival, Poetry Festival Singapore and was a guest performer at the Travel Poetry Slam (Singapore).


To view his creative portfolio visit Instagram: @elancharan, Twitter: @elancharang, Soundcloud: Poet On Fire or literary blog: thenaga.org




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