Insights

by Satish Verma   Oct 3, 2018


It was less savory.
The tibia breaks and you
enter into unbuttoned dress.

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The deviance was abusive.
I cannot accept the celebration
of skin, unwrapping small Buddhas.

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When the fear recedes, I will
move around the words-
to seek the meaning.

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