indira babbellapati - A Poem to the Master

indira babbellapati - A Poem to the Master

I get turned br Into a clean slate br The only movement br Discernible in that clean state br Is the silent gathering br Of throatful of tears br Raving to flow br Out to bathe br Me and 'me.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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