THOUGHT ON THOUGHT
Do you object tosexual encounters in the clan
to save a semi-god
from extinction?
A political consideration?
For you becoming an otherself
for future generation?
I will not return to the cave
for a bell jar of bones in
the dominion of nature.
The creamy layer of bats
in dark, pursing the lips
to give a truth curdling lie.
I think, I should not think
of sun, water and clouds
and of mundane predictions.
Satish Verma
Poetry by Satish Verma
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Written on 2010-08-19 at 05:12
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