Nakedness
There was no inscription
to interpret the fresco.
It leaked through
the yellow roses.
The distant moon was
very upset. Jumped over
the hills, like mammae,
and tore away the façade.
Let the night stay for a while.
I had to explore the
mutilated galaxy, cannibalized
by the overzealous lovers.
A cobra bite paralyzes the sun.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2016
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