by Riya Yadav
Reading in pink light Black letters printed over terra cotta page Imagination is a curse Anxiety struggles to liberate My modest blackest days are far You and I are soulmates Far distant yet by my side you are Leaving to this uncertain fate An albatross in a cage Wilfully rested to love The finest holy marks Your devotion speaks in rage A distinguished and disguised train That he took to be in love Bad deeds weren’t bad enough To let my faith regain You smiled at me as if nothing changed I cried a little it all stays the same
Gobblers & Masticadores 