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Nov 2016
In this cruel summer,
body becomes a river―
embroiled in sun.
Gnomes tied to our
bones dragging you down. You clasp the portal
of a feral cat.
Obsession rises.
You **** the petty thoughts
discreetly.
On the edge―
comes the thrifty moon
in night. No holds barred.
In desperation, you
call all the dead stanzas.
Nobody believed in *****'s tale.
The black eyes burn
without flames.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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