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Shrine was Beautiful
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Satish Verma A nude ascends to
become a Venus. On the street of
temple beasts drink marigolds.
Seething you have
consumed the flawless truth. Now
indigenous pain stabs in back.
The master killers are
on the terrace. They will put you
in exile. Artists are catching stones.
The surreal beauty of your
The surreal beauty of your always unusual phrases in this nine line form you have perfected makes for an always interesting and compelling reading experience.
Starward