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Satish Verma A blind spot
was clinging on to earth.
Point of entry had
an eye against eye.
obsidian falls
unshaved. The guilt
of dawn was palpable.
A nimbus surrounds the pain.
A microdrone takes on
the spider. Diffusion of
hydrogen sulfide starts.
Don’t break the window.
Through my love, I touch
you on face with ashen fingers.
I step out from the hawk’s talons
into the prophecy.
Powerful ending
and I was amazed
by the idea captured
in great talons
and released
as or from or because
or into prophecy (magic & faith images)
enjoyed the surprise ending -
Stella