At Equidistance Poem by Satish Verma

At Equidistance



Being rationalist
you wanted a secret sun
in your dark house.

Brainless also sleeps.
Season was not right for me
I was planting words.

The weird norms of
the parapsychology.
Why do I read mind?

Saturday, November 25, 2017
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