SANJEEV SETHI is the author of three well-received books of poetry. His most recent collection is This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015). His poems are in venues around the world: Dime Show Review, Zoomoozophone Review, Spirit Fire Review, Drunk Monkeys, Degenerate Literature, Linden Avenue Literary Journal, Darkrun Review, The Blue Mountain Review, The Penwood Review, Squawk Back, W.I.S.H. Press, Novelmasters, Postcolonial Text,Bluepepper, Otoliths, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.
Memories without an outlet are a mass of uncoded messages
lazing around in maziness of the mind, like an unused
clutch of wires in a mesh of sheepshanks elsewhere.
The prodrome was the smile and the ardor in your canthus.
Anesthetized by the notion of togetherness, in my stupor
I vocalized a vision. Do I blame the stupor? Or the anesthetist?
I have chosen to exculpate myself. That is the good part
about clearing wreckage, we choose what stokes us.
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