REMNANTS OF AN ANEMIC LOVE-2
Walking effigies , arent we?
Unbuttoned hairs of wilderness
Resist the tamed wind
Meditating upon remote highlands inside the nose.
Thunder pushed us back.
Like the immobile land
We are tied to the clues of unrevealed knot.
Jungles slept inside our thighs choaking shadow led balmy glooms.
Winter ravished the bellows.
Evacuated tubes swept refilled emptiness.
We are food then.
If we cant be the air unamalgamated,
We are fodder to Gluttonous plans
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