TaboosA Poem by Satish VermaThis was a shock treatment. Becoming friends
This was a shock treatment.
Becoming friends with aperitifs. We drink the eyes in remorse. Unabridged. I clean the words on the whiteboard. The tongues were black. Dilemma of stings. No flesh was left on the bones. The body, becomes a river. You are drowned in pink folds. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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