No SinA Poem by Satish Vermayou think― you will not come back
Farce,
you think― you will not come back like Argentine dinosaur 130,000 pounds That was metaphysical There is no space sacred, left to die No time, cause or substance You can speak to me, unspeaking without wires There is no carrot for the god © 2019 Satish Verma |
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