Faggot Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Faggot

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A live faggot was taken from off the oven;
Since the faggot annoying me;
Why I let him not burn completely.

In the mean-time the oven inimically extinguished;

Having no other course to follow,
I transformed myself as an oven.

The nagging faggot is still burning within me.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016
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