Vier between the tomb and me
the seams
Inane desire for it

earth down
tied in it’s blank guts
wings panicked when antennas linked in
beware the slice of life
Widow’s azure for doomed

Some of freezing rain macd
the profuse and inexhaustible women

Imploration is wildly vibram
a barren womb fecundate of extrication

© Ujjwal Roy