satishverma

ROAD WAR

Hoisting the bisexuality 
on a figurine, 
I crawl back to anxiety. 

The primitive instinct 
was taking over the stitches 
on a snake. 

What do you want from 
a moon for the drooling 
mouth of a seashell? 

Braiding the breasts 
against gravity, 
earth wants to defy the duality.

Satish Verma