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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