Vera Polozkova. (№ 415792)

when I arrived, Raju, I decided: these people live like gods.
fabulous empty airports, unprecedented roads
whole glass in the window and a faience toilet even
in the simplest apartment
happy living here, he said,
like a few in this world
their parks are immense, raju, their houses are monolithic.
but none of their inhabitants sings a mantra in the morning,
no kirtan, no prayer.