satishverma

Green And Red

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So much to think
of infidelity at the edge of
yesteryear living in a broken home.

All my poetry comes
out to recite elegy for the unspoken
tragedy. It was tumultuous..

Skeletons start working.
Was it dysmorphia? To revive the
narcissism? I drop the blood.

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