Hands Of Enemy

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Satish Verma

With frugal memory you wanted 
to tame the radical spine, 
while fright was bending the thighs. 
Was it a travesty of the graduated thumb? 

The speed of the river had accelerated 
in aching land. People gathered to collect 
the alms daily. Violence was sending 
the severed heads on the road. 

What do you think of the failing effect 
of tricks of politics? A deep tunnel 
opens the wounds of centuries, of hate 
and acrimony, the opacity of large lips. 

Ultimately you suffer the words, 
hairy sexuality and pungent darkness 
of the breath of salt hills.I am 
reverting back to count again.

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