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How Silly and Mole, by R.K. Singh

How Silly

You're my love tonight
you know me as you know
your body

will you bother to say hello tomorrow
if we meet in the street
alone like this?

just as I like your frisette
you like my male smell
you say. will you clutch
my hands like this tomorrow
if I meet and say I'm hungry?

how silly, darling, go & wash
your mouth smells pubic hair.

 

Mole

A tress of hair
she drops over the mole
on her forehead
thinking it's ugly and hides
her own gazelle eyes

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Ram Krishna Singh is an Indian poet and academic who has been widely published. Click Here to learn more. 

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