Diptesh Augustine Sarkar

Rebellion - Poem by Diptesh Augustine Sarkar

No, I don't want to give word anymore
no, I don't want to
my words in slush
under the tramps of dilapidated, painted
hordes of men
should become a gentle, respectable cuckold.

I'm waiting for the night
When these tiny, little words
Rising up alive
Would stand by me
And the day following
I shall lend my name
To a whore-ling:


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 3, 2012

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