Nice, Bastille Day 2016 by Debasis Mukhopadhyay

bones splinter down the roads

like they do

here

here

&

where

your breath

cuts

thoughts

to

melt

with

sundown

&

sea

where

sea foam

froths

over the mound of bodies

watching

an evening sky

still

so clear

so profound

so dead

where

chalks breaking

into pieces

&

melting

in our fingers

waiting
to circle the world