Poem : A Furore over a Fever

A pendulum, a simple pendulum

A flip flip, a faceless flip flop

A coin, a cashless coin

A token, a timeless token

A mist, a mistaken mist

A whisper, a whistling whisper

A vulture, a vertical vulture

These are the archetypes

I want to have in my dreams

Let us buy them in a beehive

That you and I build tomorrow

For multitude of nights

For our feverish future !

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