My Impeccable Questions Poem by Satish Verma
My Impeccable Questions
Dogs are dead.
Wolves are coming. God's anniversary.
You don't meet with me with dignity.
There was a face -off
between lightning and the Buddha tree.
Waiting for the Gautam to come again.
When will the vipers come?
I am indebted to the moon. Tonight
I will drink the hemlock to save you.
Thursday, December 8, 2022
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