Satish Verma

Gold Star - 34,765 Points (5-6-1935)

Reverberations - Poem by Satish Verma

Since my ash has
blown in your mirror
I am warming up to your surrogacy.

Too much deep,
expansive cleavage. I am climbing

down a canyon.

The phoenix:
finds the water―
in your eyes.

Writes a funeral.

No punctuation, the
unwritten poet,
will not last the night.

I am spelling out
the grief of the lonely man on
the deserted road, talking
incoherently.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 4, 2015



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