Domain Inveighed

Cambium will cheat one day
the pace of climb,
snakes will dance
peeling off the skin –

the urgency of moon
to take away the body of victim
from sunscape.

You thrive on a window
switching off the sky.
A quaint reptile walks on the moon.

The medium sits on a black stone
and the mob
burns the house of a lord

Sarracenia, your lip is too large.
for a kiss of death. I am coming down the steps
to drink the acid

poem by Satish Verma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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