Red chillies

And our circles grow infinitely inside
And disappear in a phenomenal sky
From an earthly carpet of red chillies.

I began where red chillies lay spread
On paddy fields smeared with dung,
And hot smells rose striking nostrils.

I begin not knowing how chillies end
I begin at middle of  nowhere’s end
To end as phenomenon for nothing.

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