What an artifice. The
invisible becomes visible. I am not
what you are. That was Arte Povera?
When violence erupts
you won't stand like praying mantis,
waiting for a self portrait in an innocent pause?
As like Cleopatra, you
suspend in air like a hummingbird
asking, what would be the next terror without blood?
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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