Tones Of BeigeA Poem by Satish VermaThat obscene stare aggravates the silicon
That obscene stare
aggravates the silicon thrust. You become a victim of an upheaval. The white dwarfs have invaded the blackboard. You can get a glimpse of unsolicited rape. A cyanide capsule hangs on your chest. Will you commit a suicide after an unnatural kill? It takes a toll. The abuse of the fingers. Instead of writing a name you print the cave. © 2016 Satish Verma |
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