Noon Moon
Noon Moon
Noon moon wounds wounds around suns setting on splinters
To split cavernous cocoons of communal concoctions
Drowning in dwellings of deities, dying of derelict dialects
Beyond comprehension
Confused apprehension
Appeals to blessings
Buried in tombs
Ganges, Styx, Euphrates...wash thee
Clear sins in one
Save life in two
Set sail in three
You will be dead to me
New moon wishes whilst stitches sew strings
In sight of Shiva, dancing the life dance
Destroying the good culture
Do not waste your time
It is not for you to decide
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