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INTROSPECTION

Famous for committing mistakes
in solstice.
Now breached.

What was the immediacy
to uncover –
the parallel skin ?

Abandoned on road in a sac:
you were running,carrying
a severed hand holding a pen.

Not wanting to become 
human again. What was
your dream O god ?

Gorgeous was the scar
on your chest. The cobra 
was bedding with you.



Satish Verma

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