Hole In The Heart

Satish Verma

It was all white. 
You wanted to see the interruption 
by black rocks. 

In frost you don't 
leave footprints, do not 
reach anywhere. 

A facial deviation 
separates the primates from 
enlightened beasts. 

Stones won't roll 
today. Bystanders would not 
pickup the fallen. 

The unarmed question― 
marks fall flat. There was 
no ready answer.