Sheela-Na-Gig

Waiting for a birthing pool to throw up a dream chaser nestled in chains. The grip was easing out on sun, stung by moon. Asteroids start hitting again. The runaway tiger had turned cannibal, to practice a new escapology. A spiral of smoke rises after the hunt. You throw the glances back. Someone will put a knife in the tulips. Take home the colours of death. The celebration starts today. Children of a bubble have come out on the road. Satish Verma A medieval stone figure of a naked female with the legs apart wide and the hands emphasizing the genitals, found in Britain & Ireland.