Cut To Bits By The Sickle Moon Poem by Jeet Thayil

Cut To Bits By The Sickle Moon



Who has done this?
Schoolboys, drained of
all emotion but the one
that'll outlast them,
kneeling on the sands in
waves through the two
thousands, learning the
fundaments of blood
sacrifice as the correct
response to figurative art.

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