Explorations: VIII
When one holds
The other in a feverish grip
The world recedes
Into a thin line
When the fever comes down
The grip loosens
The world assumes
A scary dimension
The rude act
Hits as a thunderbolt
In the middle of severe summer
Causes a silent internal haemorrhage
poem by Indira Babbellapati

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