Speechless
The war game begins.
You hide the sex behind
the hedge. The power
has gone for sale. Bury
your face in colloquies
for an internal search.
A native pain invades the
mannequins. The fine dust
of lies covers the nudity.
Do you need a war stimulant
to dehumanize the killer ? He
dragged the kid by hair and
shot point-blank. The saliva
uncoils. You start spitting
everywhere and on the face of god.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2013
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