'Hey you bard?
What are you doing here?
In this supermarket?
Searching what?'
he asked Him
That long white beard...
Standing confused...
And finding Him
his muse...
The Zues
Like glow
All over Him
he was in turn...pretty amused...
He...
Looked at him...
Smiling...
'Following Ginsberg? you?
Are not you?'
The bard him asked...
He the Zeus like
Threw to him
A stare,
His fitting omniscient glare...
'Californification?
Having that here?
Wi-fi enabled you here?'
he was shocked...
'Christ!
Hey my worship of million years...
You know that too?'
he knelt...
Before him
In happy tears...
He looked outside
Through the facade
Glass...
Outside...
The setting monsoony Sun
Was etching poems...
On she...
The blue white sky...
he...
Idiot...
Followed His stare...
Outside...
City was getting decked with a golden glow
And the street appeared like a river...
And those cars were just like varied shapes...
Some boats...hand crafted,
Some big luxurious yachts...
Some ships...
Some cruisers... blueline...
Outside...
The twilight was descending fine...
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