Thursday, March 5, 2020

Inam Hussain Mullick writes

“the ocean blinks”

the ocean blinks
and touches the kingdom
of turtles

pigeons fly
above fences
by divine permission

I am waiting for
a silver summer
and you dancing

the debris
of my life
have grown eyes

during the civil war
I remember
the sparrow grandmother's
afternoon stories

the job market
into the teapot
I nurture my hard-on
and the revolution

in a pure bass moment
ghosts genuflect.

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