Poem/ Porous Calendar

 

I always wished
to have a porous Calendar,
In which the numbers
insanely dance together,
transgressing the four tiny walls
of their boxy-homes.
Even, I tried to live out that
awesome porosity.
One day my teacher called me :
"Are you in this world?
Submit your paper exactly at 00:00."
I got enlightened;
Teachers are truly magicians
who can make us intensely-
connected to "this world!"
Bottom line :
Your time-sense is simply
your location-sense!