25 marca 2021
In Rebellion
Unbelievability.
I am nudged to shift
the centre of gravity.
The flames are touching
both of us. A civilized frisking
to unmask the secret.
I look at the dark
sky to plant the stars.
Unreached and unreachable
were you― in the carnival.
A creepy night nods.
I must wait for your zodiac
to blink and release the
incense of dew drops.
There was no destination.
I am a surfer, will not skirt
a thunderbolt.
Blood stains will appear later.
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