It was
a graceful exit
with audacious idiocity.
A cyclops was going
for a dress disaster.
Visitation
of flesh, mars the beauty.
Cheating starts
between the pails of tears.
I start hitting the planet.
Let the bride
sleep in fog. A volcano
was going to shed
the sperms on your
shirt.
Satish Verma
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