DROWNING

I was not indifferent to graffiti 
but oracle was telling a different story 
of embellished arms race 
about the mathematics of terror. 

Less comprehensible 
I presume. 
But who was transparent and 
simple today. 

A wisp was rising among the hills. 
We do not want to know, 
is it scattering the cobalt? 
Toys calling the masters? 

And that sinking feeling, 
they were singing money 
in fake currency which 
was not hot.

Satish Verma