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After knowing so much 
of unknown, 
you were afraid, but I 
lunge for the relic. 

How far you will sink 
in the depth of cries? 
The moon will not─ 
offer her lips. 

Light will not give you 
the vision. A sin unrolls. 
The city burns in its─ 
own garbage. 

As soon as the water 
dries, eyes will blink─ 
to nail down the constellation 
in fog. The tongues retreat.

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©21 July 2014 - 3:33am — satishverma
23 October 2021 - 4:00am — allets
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"The city burns in its/own garage..."

"...eyes will blink /to nail down the constellation/in fog..."

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Reread 10-22-21

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Drought fogs

eyes as sledges

unspeakable

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Lady A