Unending Marathon
Like a large, black,
stag beetle, you give a sermon
on living. You don’t believe
in death.
Ready to jump from the
cliff, how did you reach there ?
Slipping through the
cracks of a marathon !
Amid fear and anxiety
hitting the raw line of finish
with tranced frenzy.
After glass and long kisses,
did you eat the prickly pears ?
On the way to salvation, you
were giving very?
uncharitable commentary
at the terminus.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2016
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