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Stoned, stonedStoned, stoned
It was a mid night knock.
A cloud laden sky
had sent a message.
The moon was trembling
like a collateral pain
in the blue.
I had not slept the night,
if I could bleed.
A toddler had drowned head-on
in a half-filled bucket
and some rodents had sheared
away the toes and ears of a sick child.
You give me hurts, for glassy eyes.
The claws on my neck,
I can hardly breathe.
The severed paws and intact canines
of a skull morph into a roaring beast.
There is no water in my eyes.
Satish Verma
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STONED
It was a mid night knock.
A cloud laden sky
had sent a message.
The moon was trembling
like a collateral pain
in the blue.
I had not slept the night,
if I could bleed.
A toddler had drowned head-on
in a half-filled bucket
and some rodents had sheared
away the toes and ears of a sick child.
You give me hurts, for glassy eyes.
The claws on my neck,
I can hardly breathe.
The severed paws and intact canines
of a skull morph into a roaring beast.
There is no water in my eyes.
Satish Verma
-----------------------------------------------------
STONED
It was a mid night knock.
A cloud laden sky
had sent a message.
The moon was trembling
like a collateral pain
in the blue.
I had not slept the night,
if I could bleed.
A toddler had drowned head-on
in a half-filled bucket
and some rodents had sheared
away the toes and ears of a sick child.
You give me hurts, for glassy eyes.
The claws on my neck,
I can hardly breathe.
The severed paws and intact canines
of a skull morph into a roaring beast.
There is no water in my eyes.
Satish Verma
-----------------------------------------------------
STONED
It was a mid night knock.
A cloud laden sky
had sent a message.
The moon was trembling
like a collateral pain
in the blue.
I had not slept the night,
if I could bleed.
A toddler had drowned head-on
in a half-filled bucket
and some rodents had sheared
away the toes and ears of a sick child.
You give me hurts, for glassy eyes.
The claws on my neck,
I can hardly breathe.
The severed paws and intact canines
of a skull morph into a roaring beast.
There is no water in my eyes.
Satish Verma
-----------------------------------------------------
STONED
It was a mid night knock.
A cloud laden sky
had sent a message.
The moon was trembling
like a collateral pain
in the blue.
I had not slept the night,
if I could bleed.
A toddler had drowned head-on
in a half-filled bucket
and some rodents had sheared
away the toes and ears of a sick child.
You give me hurts, for glassy eyes.
The claws on my neck,
I can hardly breathe.
The severed paws and intact canines
of a skull morph into a roaring beast.
There is no water in my eyes.
Satish Verma
-----------------------------------------------------
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