2 august 2020
Many Headed Snake
The spat between the hydra
and sea,
was the end of perfect relationship.
Now an unqualified, unknowing-
will take on the depression.
Were you feeling liberated? I would ask the moment.
Let us delete
the faces and go to war
without limbs.
This was a summer afternoon.
The books are in cauldron-
and you are praying alone.
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