satishverma
Long Threads
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In warps and wefts 
I interlace a face in―
fine linen.
Are you frightened?
My thumb print goes awry.
You will not recognize me.
I bring the sameness
from inside out.
All night I suffered the elemental ache.
Like Dante you cannot
escape inferno. I don't need
any help, cannot climb out for lynx eyed.
The age inflicts, and
time bites. Still I witness through bleary eyes―
a moon rising.
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