Pranab k c
13/07/2014
dark screen reflects
mewing erection
the hybrid protagonist
having a lock-gate
wants to
die with
if not possible
to live together
gestapo once played
the game
to erase out
the profile
from the canvass
casually and cordially
far away we are
far away our liberal civility
we should keep open
our custody
to pinch and punch
mewing while suffocating
a land to be ploughed hard
dark screen or lighted
no problem to snatch apart
the fibre it covers
and to nail the cave dark or devil!
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