Expressions

Expressions

A Poem by Satish Verma
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It was a turf war. The moon was booby-trapped

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It was a turf war. 
The moon was booby-trapped 
by clouds. 



An electronic 
claws holds you to the 
chest of night. 



From flesh 
to flesh, I surrender 
my nomadic spirit.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on April 21, 2017
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