Beat Blue Green The ceiling spills over a little its corner dividing green and blue butterflies kiss chase mangoes sallow & square snakes way into the blue sky foot of the world of which buildings like grey rashes because every morning socks like earth knows your heart will stab you with grass if naked foot a butterfly drops dead it was not a kiss an injection leaves of winter are a sadness but I too am just an only reflection Ajay Kumar Ajay Kumar is a student & writer based in Chennai, India. He has served as an editor for Abhivyanjana Magazine, a local magazine aimed at highlighting the works of student-writers. His poems have been published in various online journals, most recently in The Bangalore Review, Amethyst, Eunoia & Runcible Spoon among others.
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