Inspite of blind haze
my sturdy eyes, shifted
it's stand
towards
flesh of an image, curved
out of the dark
and
belying my senses
rallied towards the horizon
not with a walk or any flight whatsoever;
as she left
trailing behind
mountain of shadows
disintegrated into a lot
and
in a flicker
vanished into the oblivion
oblivious of it's happening
and, a wolf
up of head
Howling all night along
tresspassing her whereabout
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