DEATH AND APOLLO

Honeymoon with history was over. 
A two headed snake was sitting on a coin 
of leather in grass. Blue tongued 

jewel was going to serve the enormity 
of destination. Disquietingly, decomposed 
relics were coming out of the rubble. Coil 

of thoughts becomes a vector of violence. 
Cobwebs of increased blood supply to 
malignant battle. You die in your own 

vision. The awns of oblivion pierce the 
wings of dumbfounding words. Offering 
shows the fear unlimited. Prices 

crash in a meltdown. Poverty holds you 
in doorway. Feathers understand the boundary. 
A flock of sheep was butchered by a wild beast.

Satish Verma