Inauthentically?

by Satish Verma   Apr 25, 2021


Sperms and legacy.
You scream for the justice
for the space between words
and sentences.

I don't want to be separated
from my half-eaten moon.

Without a dance
your anklets have broken into songs.

Someone commands me?
to sacrifice my pen.

Hallucinatory- be seduced for the sake of fashion.

In anguish I watch
the terror was becoming a religion.

Do you hear the voices
coming from the crypts?

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  • 3 years ago

    by BOB GALLO

    Intriguing::
    "don't want to be separated
    from my half-eaten moon."
    "Hallucinatory- be seduced for the sake of fashion."
    "In anguish I watch
    the terror was becoming a religion."
    "Someone commands me?
    to sacrifice my pen."

    it seem the question mrak in last quote is a glitch.