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Singing Dust
by Satish Verma
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  Bring out your integrity
genesis is imploding
in the murderous womb.
Multilinear mutinies have started in red blooms
igniting the sky.
An old woman walks on the street
eating the shadows of sun.
The king will give her a gift of moon.
How the earth has been flattened
by the pawns of Resurrection?
Life has never been the same.
Purely undone for the death milk of silence in dark.
The cow is sitting on the singing dust.
Fear was not me
I was listening the wheezing sound
of changing winds.
The snakes are coming out of the trenches.
 
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April 12, 2012
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