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from my parched mouth, / My memory becomes non-existent.
Bungy Jumping
By Anupama Bhargava
Winds whip my flesh touching the pendulous sky.
I then dive piercing the wind to its very genitals.
It's no fun, and
I let out a scream from my parched mouth,
My memory becomes non-existent.
And then when convex reality of earth appears concave to the bulging eyes,
I am amazed as I realize that how a simple knot has held me safe all this time!
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posted 17 June 2003
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