Apr 2021
desire, a mongrel,
perpetually astray
licking everything,
thrown its way.
sometimes famished,
collapsing into a swoon!
perpetually astray
licking everything,
thrown its way.
sometimes famished,
collapsing into a swoon!
'Bullet poem'- my own coinage as it fleets across in the wink of an eye like a flying bullet
(India)
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