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COMING OUT OF SKIN
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Satish Verma Celebrating
the midnight at target shooting
making away of yourself.
The morning smells coming from
your axillae?
I cannot believe my
jaundiced eyes.
The blue night abusing
the white moon –
in a sizzling sky.
Hedonism?
I will keep your name
on the brink, before
I jump into fire.
What was the secret of the
lovers, who left their belongings
before disappearing into dark woods?
