Humans by Pramod Subbaraman

I look out

And see

My neighbour

Doing

His ironing

He has

A routine

Ironing time

This time

Everyday

Without fail

He never

Disappoints

If I miss

This chance

I may spend

Another day

Without

Seeing

Another human

Just a brick

Wall

Facing

Another

What if

There were

No windows?

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Pramod Subbaraman (he/him) is a dentist who returned to poetry during the first 2020 COVID19 lockdown in England after a long absence and has since been published in the U.K and the U.S.A Twitter: @briteeth