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Stunned

Confused and wary like a spermwhale, you are nosediving;- through the shadows of terrible pain ejecting ambergris. Who was getting the bribery to fix the belly button ? This was not revolution. It was evolution- of a stinking city. The gods were sleeping on the lips of a pride. Nurses were preparing the bed. How far the sane voice will reach, to deliver the relics of a salted dynasty ? • Unbodied, how do I touch you groping ? The message was not clear. How to kill oneself on stage ? A beehive falls on your head. Are you going to scream ? Entire town was going for a pilgrimage. The saint was preparing for a self-burial. A hundred thousand moons were placed on your crown. The sun was going to roll. Charred bodies were turning in graves. Who was becoming untouchable now ? Give me a kiss of cobra. My bandaged life wants to sleep in peace. • His severed legs were tucked under his head to serve as a pillow. He was half-eaten. Howling was silencing all the shames Woman, I am not coming home. Satish Verma

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Date: 4/24/2013 7:02:00 AM
- A work of art, yes it is! - Well done Verma! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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