21 june 2019
Virtually Untrue
Lethal mix
of blood ties― before
a fugue delivers its tremors.
A rage visits with the dark voices...
Reverberating in death chamber.
Heat seeking― the missile
goes straight into the heart of the Himalayas.
I am still recovering―
from the eternal fires― of biligual nights.
I am transfixed―
in my shoes― facing shoulder
fired― a sentence ejecting its hate.
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