The Ground Gives Way

To blunt the offence
of beautiful pain
you stopped remaining good.

This was a perverse phenomenon

wearing the straight jacket
you try to become
a beast.

The glowing eyes will
send the message to dispose off
the headless body of
a marbled saint.

Someone has taken off
the eyes. You will need
a transplant of religion.

I am very unhappy.


Satish Verma