The Stranger
Ready to pounce on
a scarecrow.
The ants were hungry.
It was a dried bone?
frame, wearing the royal
costume, waiting for the moon.
Can you play with the
jewels and still
remain poor ?
The suckers refuse to
shrink, taking away skin,
the eyes, the ears.
It overwhelms the loneliness,
the silence, the colossus,
and the two-faced king in making.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2016
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