Inebriated our inclinations veer towards each other.
Tenderness of your palms softer than any poultice:
what are we burking? We need the outness of others
to quieten ourselves. A gum band has trussed us. We
can pull it any which way. As the world would have
us as its external face. Or, do we follow ourselves?
Army of apprehensions storm my setting. I look
for an equalizer, the dynasty of blue devils hold
their sway. As in other times I seek His assiduities.
Sanjeev Sethi is the author of three books of poetry. His poems are in venues around the world: A Restricted View From Under The Hedge, Pantry Ink, Bonnie’s Crew, Morphrog 16, Mad Swirl, The Penwood Review, Faith Hope & Fiction, Communion Arts Journal, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.