Absurdities

Absurdities

A Poem by Satish Verma
"

Beach walls? I have lost the moon again,

"
Beach walls? I have 
lost the moon again, 
in red wine. 

The breast milk? Was 
it a sexiest remark? 
the fetus was still inside- 

the womb of a closed- 
circuit television. I had 
the sharpest sight 

in dark. You like 
the p***y. It purrs, around 
my ankles, when I 

talk to a pregnant future. 
Give me my croci. 
I want to make my tea purple.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on September 18, 2017
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