Clauses

Raveling bare knees
with gnarled hands.

Why you did not want to wear the clothes
in human chain ?

Seeking the refuge redundantly under
the wings of frugal maternity,

in trance ? The strangeness never dies.

The words were hollow, the shrines 
empty. Who will go after the breast bone ?

Was it a derogratory remark to ask for the
name of a lame duck who was going
to commit a friendly suicide ?


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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