satishverma
Unhooked From Space
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The cat had the feral 
look. The home was
burning. Drag of
day to day dying
unceremoniously.
Nowadays the god lives outside
the temple. You don't have patience.
Some zealotry?
A siren song?
I was not in any trinity
of god, man and beast.
On the remote trail you will
find my blood-soaked footprints.
Instead of emptiness
I have filled myself with grief.
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