Journey Begins Poem by Satish Verma

Journey Begins

I had asked you to leave
some stings for me. It helps
to bleed on the paper.

Some artifacts like my ring
are in your box to remember
me after crucifixion.

I did not take my last
super. I will kiss your hand
before I drink hemlock.

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