Calcutta and I
Calcutta is a dead weight on my heart:I must destroy her before I go.I shall seduce her away to Haldia portand feed her sweets spiked with arsenic—Calcutta is a dead weight on my heart.Calcutta counterfeits moonlight, and has learntto mix thorns and gravelwith her kisses.She forgets to add sugar to tea like her tearsand has…