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the precipitation relating to slaughter-land

the season-change of the vagrant pole-star easily picks up a sip

from the list of ducks of the night-watchers

 

standing on the bye-lane of the horse-race … by the weight of the confession made

by the spelling-mistakes of a moonlit night to the lotus-leaves … the amputated

tongues of the night-bulbs gradually rolls down to the banyan-pods of the side-characters

 

the sharp archer of the star-apple moves away some furlongs from the usual

word-stairs and swallowed a whole grammar with fumes by spoon

 

thus with the number of velocity-poems that the punjabi with boutique prints

can produce… or will produce … gluttonous flower-vase of the magic-painter

can make cool the slaughter-ground … spread to the horizons of the krishnachura

that is deviated from its own track

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Sep 14, 2010
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