Mesmerized

by Satish Verma   Apr 8, 2021


You open me up
like an envelope without
a knife. No blood spills.

Like arriving from Auschwitz,
you embrace all my skins,
my incompleteness.

I would know, you
are coming down from the
attic to meet the unknown stranger.

Goosefoots. You are
crawling, hugging the remorse?
a clear submission anonymously.

Wrapped up, I give
you my heart, still throbbing
without the rib cage. The
night brings the red moon.

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  • 2 years ago

    by nouriguess

    “Wrapped up, I give
    you my heart, still throbbing
    without the rib cage.“

    You take the most cliche, most used imagery and turn it with your magic into a captivating, original line.