It Was Invasion

How will you measure the wide gulf between words and hyphens ? The apostrophes will give you restrain and isolation. The predators will sit and wait for the fallouts. The night was your domain to start sinning; in erasing the numbers. The midnight grief during the assault of moon. Were you ready to unmask the hidden inter- polator ? The merciless thrush ? Candidiasis ? It was eating away your smell, your taste and moments of glimpses of the fire in the groins. Satish Verma