To Whom I Tell Poem by Satish Verma
To Whom I Tell
It flowers the banality
from the flesh. The blood ripens.
It was love and it was not.
The intimacy was complete
between the sun and moon. My thumbs
were taken away scarring the spirit.
A massive growth of
asylums would help. Peace was set on fire.
I look at the dark clouds.
Sunday, November 13, 2022
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