Orgasm

When the futility of thoughts pushes you
to ponder: Which ossuary must you drop
the bones of burden?

When serape of fear envelops, recreant
shadows leapfrog from lonely routes,
it’s time to detect our sealed areas.

Lies we tell are the lies that leaven the brew
of daily business. For the nonce nimieties
detonate maslin of vis mortua.

In their stimes, we breathe myriad blurs.

 

 

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Sanjeev Sethi
Picture Nick Victor

 

 

Sanjeev Sethi has authored eight books of poetry, his latest being Legato Without a Lisp (CLASSIX, an imprint of Hawakal, New Delhi, September 2024). His poetry has been published in over thirty-five countries and has appeared in more than 500 journals, anthologies, and online literary venues. He lives in Mumbai, India.

 

 

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