The moon in color of piss
slides up through the slit
between two fingers of one
spring struck topiary,
and you sing a ditty
written when the lyricist
had a house-visit by death.
The moon sew the cirruses.
Nice, I say
not to anything specific.
Kushal Poddar
Illustration Nick Victor
Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’, ‘A Place For Your Ghost Animals, Understanding The Neighborhood’, ‘Scratches Within’, ‘Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems’, ‘Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems’ and now ‘Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel’ (Alien Buddha Press)