Questionable
Give me a home for sparrows.
An outcry was rising,
why do you go from aphids to moon.
Midnight and a howling.
I am scared of hungry wolves
roaming in alleys.
Two small mounds and a
split code. There was left nothing
in alphabetical order.
Dry aquarium. Why did the fish
leave for the veins of glass? Lights
were out in search of a dark corner.
The corpse was unbuttoned,
why do you wash your food before eating?
poem by Satish Verma
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