Skin Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Skin



There are enough
Be seared skin
Fire is sleepy
Wind is sleepy
Stake is too sleepy
What would have been
If all woke up
Remained unseen

Thursday, September 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sleeping
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