Satish Verma

Like a hedgehog you raise 
your spines. 
I bleed unbitten. 

The sharp polarization 
starts a brutal war― 
on changing genetics. 

The editing of human 
behavior with a streak of desire, 
goes for lip therapy. 

Unimpressed I remain, 
after the chlorine attack. 
You cannot burn the spirit. 

Your tactis anger― 
the sparrows. They are migrating 
to marry another summer.