sun plummets from sky
brightness wears out over time
needing recharging
when everything fell apart,
intelligence only got in the way,
repeatedly failing in these matters
which are like immense runaway trucks,
reaching trees clouds castles
and the naivety of colorful nightmares.
now is a time of dusty feelings,
of masks to mask the masks
and there's nothing about you
that I can't find in supermarkets.
there is always a way out said the mouse,
entering the cat's dark mouth.
the whole planet is a seamstress' pillow,
full of needles and pins.
have you seen how the fabric of anguish is sewn?
saw how time and space bend in pain?
it is with disgust that the boy spits out
the medicine that could save him
I accumulate anger from deep down within
I let it in kindness and love instead
My mere passion is descending slowly again
I feel unbearable dread in my head
Holy crapola, what a shock to the system
25 degrees down from two days ago, that's fearsome
Shorts to parkas
Shiver me carcass
To this radical plummet, I'm a very sad victim
The padded words
perdured the fall of factuality
into the gaping maw of untruth.
The barriers start
crumbling for stilts
but the alley leads to a jungle of tales.
The manipulation walks
on the frozen lake of eyes.
Blue shadows move underneath to-
find the door. You spend
whole life to locate the dock.
The old sea and man drift in dark.
Only a seagull flies
in morning fog to trace
the sun, halted in clouds.
Satish Verma
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