Oh God! – by Devadevan

A fresh wind swung by.
The incense sticks and
garlands stunned,
god in the calendar paper
has turned backward,
manifesting his posterior.

Is it wrath?
Self-denial?
Or his latest posture?

A dry, dark and stiff face came in
with four nails
and a hammer.

oh-god-by-dd


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