satishverma
Blood Signs On Sands
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A lookalike waits for
me. It is outrageous. Who wants to be
stoned to become immortal.
O demolisher, come
again. You can touch my bones
and gather my skin and write an elegy.
The pain has no company.
The scarred body burns in the hot sun
and wears a black coat.
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