Ad Nauseum Poem by Pulakesh Upadhyaya

Ad Nauseum



We are not the tanks of battle,
We are miniature splinters
That cut through slender tissues
And create ruptures beyond repair.

Yet, we are never to be seen.

Our unseemly behavior,
Does never become
A part of any museum
Though we kill ad-nauseam.

Tuesday, December 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: violence
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