Bed Of Stings

by Satish Verma   Oct 2, 2022


Unconsciously?
you take on the impossible.
What is left, was yours.

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Creed suffers. Pen wins.
Religion buys a new god.
You won't remember.

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Bring the semi-truths,
lies bloom, among the converts.
Who was the original?

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