Bridge Collapses

Folder: 
Satish Verma

I am carrying nothing.
This is something, before I disappear
from daunting dreams and snow.

Rowing in the circles.
Ambivalent? Was there a love constant?
Stay as a poet I ask the moon.

It was explicit. Insane flesh?
Why do you hold on in the dark. The
pain does not go, curdling fear.