Returning Home

A Poem by Satish Verma

After dispossession, collecting the dolls─

After dispossession,
collecting the dolls�"�
dusting them off.

Who was watching
you, dousing yourself
to give a political statement?

Cutting the leaves
of grass, I open
the book of Walt Whitman.

This was a targeted
killing. I will not join
the funeral procession.

A mistaken lull.
One day I will�"�
shoot endlessly.