The face tears—splits—breaks
stained by the soul-blood
that pours out in the interrupting
time–space between two eternities
The replacement is an actor
a master of disguise
repulsive, hated, discarded, exiled
from the world of sweetness
The scar throbs across the face
Its rudeness red
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Aug 12, 2012
Aug 12, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
The face tears—splits—breaks
stained by the soul-blood
that pours out in the interrupting
time–space between two eternities
The replacement is an actor
a master of disguise
repulsive, hated, discarded, exiled
from the world of sweetness
The scar throbs across the face
Its rudeness red
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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