Culpability

satishverma

Adept in riling.
You cannot chew the thoughts.
There was no mandible.

This double-edged
cutlass. The curvy contour
brings you to a hole. You
spray a defoliant to
denude the trees.

Naivete.
Who was competent enough
to disconnect the sparring
bulls. Disingenuous, you
were not interested to –

design a stillness as a
requiem for the trailing dazzlers.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 14th, 2017 18:18
  • Category: Nature
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