Some Snippets

Folder: 
Satish Verma

A sleepwalker gives up 
a snake, 
inside the sleeves. 
The dog outruns 
the moon. 



You draw a blue line 
around the summer night. 
Flames. 
I will drive out 
the ghosts. 



The acid attack 
went for the thatch. 
You will snorkel now, 
under the reeds.