Soumodip Mukherji

Next dance for cessation
Is rare matter
All
Prime teach unique
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Mother you deceived me!
With tears dropping warm
Mother you deceived me!
Cannot I nurture my wrath against you
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Spine of bridges, bolts
machines inverted
over grey pale tar
sand bridges
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I will walk tip-toe upon your neck
your neck under the flame of my lips
my lips your innocence snatch
Warm scent of your heart
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Is it warm enough,
His shoulders you lean on
Is your smile now heavenly
More than darkness I can find
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Will I ever see you again?
Before we part for good
Let us sit over my grandpa's bald head
To dip our hands within his smile, bleeding waterfall
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