Ejection Fraction Poem by Satish Verma

Ejection Fraction



Step down from your
ego. The brain dead has─
left a lesson.

Left a lesson, the brain dead.
Will you measure the
EF before the cardiac arrest?

Sexing an issue
of dented verbs, why
do you need a defence?

The numbers are climbing.
You have entered─
a high risk zone,

of killing yourself.
Give me a ghost writer, I
need an art, not a duplicate.

Friday, June 13, 2014
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