#day19 #napowrimo #ABCDEarian poem

After all
blue is a
dancing in the
exosphere of the eye

Fish scales like
in a brown sack

Jute songs
kill the only whisker
lilting in the eye

Mammoth moths,
numb and electric,
Orgasms in death

Pity, I say, pity
Queer is this ecstasy!
roaring in the diaphragm,
serpent-like, a Basilisk
twitching in the stomach

Utter it, utter the word and the
violet eye may sing again
word by word, it may recite again, the
X-rayed lipid may bubble again and
your chest may bloom again in the blue
zenith of final love.

©️ Aakriti Kuntal

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