Paradox

by Satish Verma

Time. Marches on;
tasting the blood of hikers,
who would not
reach the summit?

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Red clover.
I walk under the black
moon to light
the fire.

*

Meet me
sometime, in the halfway
house, I have forgotten
my name.

03-Jul-2014

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