Subvert this pleasant poetic dominion
for its rivers follow an enchanting metric of curves,
held together by the invisible lips of its inhabitants.
I am just a brain-dead corpse, with a past unerased,
I like to be washed away on unknown shores,
to begin again.
is that what you sell?
well I don’t buy it.
Especially on the days, I am sober.
© Shashank Bhardwaj