Tapestries woven through the convulsions of
our make-believe coupling park their motifs
in myriad ways. When will I be released from
ruing in your rituals: petitioning for joyfulness
in wailful profligacy. Is heartbreak a habit?
Your breath in oldspeak writes itself
out on my nape. Continuation isn’t
the quandary, it is the complexion.
Away from marplots, in umbras I
redact my script. In unpeopled air
I unperson myself. The ambience
melds with wellsprings beyond my
bridle. In fecundity I follow His fiat.
Sanjeev Sethi is the author of three books of poetry. His most recent collection is This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015). He is published in more than 25 countries. Recent credits: A Restricted View From Under The Hedge, Ink Pantry, Amethyst Review, Bonnie’s Crew, Selcouth Station, Talking Writing, Packingtown Review, Episcopal Café and Red Savina Review. He lives in Mumbai, India.