Holding BackA Poem by Satish VermaThe credibility of an apple
The credibility
of an apple becoming an icon. It draws first blood, when you― were sleeping. It still matters: thinking of milt but sinking your ferry. There was no epilogue. A midsummer night. I will forget your name. Standing in a queue, you should not punish yourself becoming unmatched. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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