Lapsed Memories

by Satish Verma   May 20, 2022


Can you foresee the
future, the unstable peak, the
ground's underneath tremble?

A lonely moon sits on
the palm? watching the risqué
world go to long sleep.

I am nowhere in
this crazy? maddening race of
musical chairs.

Unsure, I meet the
blue eyes of the lake, ready to
jump into my leaky boat.

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