Bull's-Eye

Bull's-Eye

A Poem by Satish Verma
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The divination. A broom―

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The divination.
A broom―
becomes a wager.

The penury
begets the rags.
How much you need?

Sweep the
courtyard. Tonight,
moon sleeps here.

I have come,
a long way to
meet my lost friend.

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on October 18, 2019
Last Updated on October 18, 2019
Tags: divination