I DemandA Poem by Satish VermaA double helix uncoils. There was
A double helix
uncoils. There was a beheading in Saudi. You ask for the ecstasy in spaceship singing the oddity. It was in the proximity of a brick kiln, that you wanted to take a sunbath. It was not private, not intimate. You had spread the profanities in bazaar. How many shots, would you collect from the, sinned city of big names? © 2016 Satish Verma |
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