ODYSSEY

Folder: 
Satish Verma

I will accept 
the curse 
of acquisition. 


You wear an epic 
on the fingers. 
I read a virgin. 

My shadow joins 
the moon at night. 
How tall were you? 

Hold my arm 
once. In terror 
I had kisses an old flame. 

Death will be 
my only landmark. 
My journey ends in your arms.