Surface Incisions
Criss, cross, lines
from the penknife
seeping through the surface
Forcing, deep incisions
in the otherwise
unblemished form.
Nothing comes out
but, the slits remain
A reminder of the times
the blade worked its terrain
The sharpness cutting through
Truly magnificent.
Aligned lines broken
with the uneven crosses.
Fingers, tingle
energy, slipping away
The cutting mat way,
never the same again.
-Ipshita Pal
