Sun was setting over the cacti and critiques. 
A cryptogram said, dignity first without 
any damage to faithful aloneness. Protection 
was not sacrifice, you have to plummet from a cliff. 
A plaque has no mortality. The pressing of 
lips places pain ahead of hope. The smiles 
have a coercive expedience. I become voiceless 
in a delirium of hooves.Sex green death opens 
a door. Fear of feathers surprises, would 
not measure the sky. Bound by winds the giant 
trees search for the soil. Any grass can send 
the butterflies. The bald piston throws the 
blood on the spikes. Spiders are unwinding 
by kisses. Beds are empty.
Satish Verma
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