Not Like Me

Not Like Me

You wanted to say
something, I was paper
and I was the ink.

Give me your dark
robe, I will stitch the moon
against the rainfall.

Last night it was a
blood soaked fight between
two smoking eyes.

Reviews

[Ookpik]

You know, Satish - I'm not sure if English is your first language, but I'm always very impressed by your writing. You tend to be very quiet, and when I review you never answer. But you post here almost every day and I thought I'd pass along that I try to read each one.

I rarely understand exactly what you mean in your work, sometimes I can guess - but in this case, if I could give you a dark robe I would.

Thanks again for your presence, here; it doesn't go unnoticed.

-Ook