OLIVE BRANCH

Written by: Satish Verma

Anti-howling receives the 
deserter. There was a mass
breast-beating without
any noise.

The pugnacious jaw 
drops. Shows  a frail
sensitivity to tormented
values –

of invisible mirrors, shutting
down the wolf’s face. An
ancient spider jumps
on your bronzed ego.

A transsexual walks on
the ramp to defend her territory.
Cucumbers would jump to
conceive the obnoxious yawning. 


Satish Verma