by : Satish Verma

NO ENEMIES

You validate a sin.
I recoil at duality,
and renounce the mask.

I am at fire -
a time to define the man.
I will deal with quietism.

Attend the scalding ritual,
take off the clothes.< br />Let us see the bruises on your trunk.

Put up your words
in boiling cauldron
and pick up the hot truth.

I wanted to see the naked melting.
How far you have gone in dark ?
The tunnel will tell the wind.

Death has no enemies.
It qualifies all the nudes,
perfect babies.

SATISH VERMA