dunno

Don’t know what to name

The doors were ajar.
I could see from afar.
I ran – top speed.
Charged by my need.

Greed?
Perhaps? Hmm… Indeed!

Reached out.
The doors slammed shut.
My fingers began to bleed.
Maggots began to feed.

I sat down beside.
Looking for a ray of light.
Cried. Tears dried.
Nothing.

Nothing yet.
Bet. Beget.

Bucket.
Ticket.

Playing on a dicey wicket.
Naah! Not cricket.

Dark Knight as a kid.
A Red one as an adult.

Poor ole mistah.
Damn! I miss yah!

Supercool.
Come on fool!

You’re alive.
Not living.
Funny ehh?
F B I!

Varun Rajagopalan.

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