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Sep 142010
 

by Mangesh Naik


Like all animals

simple life she wishes

lick almighty paws

let sun tremble in eyes


stare at the fiery core

praise yellow worms there


But sandstorms like hot urinals

flush in her head


sand is the bacteria

eating desert  away


sad and unhappy

she orchestrates with  tongue


Chatter of nights

against dark sandslides