Satish Verma Poems

Traversing atopia
I am touching your belly button,
to find the remains
of ancient connectivity.
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Picking a lock you break
a bloodline. A stargazer
maps the astrological signs
and connects with the
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The arch
in the targeted killing
was the bet when you
lost your virginity.
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There was soft
purring. Inviting but malicious,
when you entered the cave.

A bittersweet encounter.
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Why did your hand
become the fist?
You were thinking about the indignities
heaped upon the lake,
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It was not your body,
but blood was on the wall.

Inhale the stench of the day.
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Listening to a gleaming
word whole life
and finding its meaning at
the fag end.
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A hundred pounds bite.
It was a matter of faith
with copperhead.
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Talking to bougainvilleas,
one day I will cut my tongue.
Why the beautiful bracts were
protecting the trivial seeds?
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Dusting a rose
dissecting a heart. There was wilder-
ness in the woods.
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