Sulking Alone

Drum-beats were coming
nearer. The lineage is being questioned.
Archaeopteryx is being kicked.
upward. It was too slow;
was not able to fly.

Things are not moving, as you
want them, in romantic
relationship with the road.

A madness permeates. The
acolytes were busy in playing
the act, that all wars
will never come to end.

Anointing the salt smell as
savior, after the shadow-boxing.
The sparring must continue―
to find out the catwalk.

The ramp was going upward.

Satish Verma