Wreaths On Door (For Suu Kyi)

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Satish Verma

fingers printed on face 
they offered apologies for the mudslide 
after the typhoon 
standing on the mound 
of twisted bones; 

the state had the right 
to trample and extinguish 
a bright flame, 
a meteor, streak of dissent 

only the sect, the clan 
will surround the holy tree 
to save the doomed species in the jungle 
of laughing hyenas 

i see my limbs separated 
a piano remains untuned

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