Going Incognito Poem by Satish Verma

Going Incognito



Don't drink in eye
of storm. Go and sit on
the seat of judgment.

Stars are beginning
to walk again. Tulips want to be
born again without moons.

So sad that I cannot
recall your face and I give
up my name for you.

Tuesday, June 30, 2020
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