Secrets of the Indian Rope Trick
They throw shadows all over town,
thin as whips, endless 
as an all you can eat lunch buffet 
with passable biryani and bottomless 
naan, taut as sitar strings pitched in
tuneless
drone, puddled frayed ends on the ground
abruptly ascending heavenward 
as if tethered weather balloons 
by the score bobbed in the pond 
at the edge of the stratosphere 
or God in His infinite wisdom
took the afternoon off to go fishing,
tending all those faith-baited lines
with eyes closed
cooler at hand 
humming 
an old Righteous Brothers tune.  
The secrets of the Indian Rope Trick 
as practiced by mystics 
in the old British Raj 
are revealed at last 
in a downloadable app, 
the only caveat 
buried at the bottom 
of an interminably long scroll
through the Terms and Conditions disclaimer,
a journey infinitely longer 
than the plunge from the top; 
the mystics having mastered 
the art of shimmying hands-free
up an enchanted line 
into a cloudless sky.
 
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