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Satish Verma Charred―
blueberries.
I am returning your gifts
of cruel times,
when none was crying.
Chewed―
evidences.
I don't want to look at them―
to provide the measurement
of face.
A demoniac―
version,
of a sweet dialogue, stuck
in your throat.
You bend double.
Epitaphs
demand justice.
Nobody dies for his god, you
want to disappear to
take revenge.
