Stories were becoming too heavy - needed a pause :)
Every time separation assaults
her -
She cries – inconsolable.
Every time separation
tears her, bruises and rapes -
Determined to leave a mark
on her,
She tries harder to rub
him off.
Every time she takes a new
route,
To avoid separation;
Every time he takes a new
form.
She can’t turn into Durga.
So that she could pierce
his chest,
For ever with her spear.
She turns violent – in her
dreams,
Separation remains
unbeatable.
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