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Death hides in the body
but who sees? It’s obscure

living on the edge
seeking space into swamp

they all talk about the sun
swelling in the sky

and close eyes to the spider
spinning waves on the ceiling

all alone, but who care?
suspicion and distance

like lovers they pretend
to leave, yet stay longer

dishing out luxuries
showing off generosity

on the heart’s fancy table
waiting to welcome the guest

-R.K.Singh