Diminuendo is natural to departures. At variance
is the time sequence. Argument can be carved for
any issue. What matters is comfort of conscience:
one’s unerring bedmate. When questioned you toot
your righteousness, disregarding the bargains high-
muck-a-mucks hatch in the rink of social constructs.
As a-listers liaison sevaks quarrel and kill themselves.
create the best lines.
They are dispatches
from another dimension.
Held dear for one,
horsefeathers for another.
Both, valid and worthy.
Each as credible as the other.
Comparisons are for carpers.
Shortage of negotiating skills has me cringing
in corners. In my springhouse there is no stock.
Acceptance is agreement. Expostulating never
helps. Such is the lyric of love, when you care
you make attempts at altering the orbit.
Those at the marginalia of the political runway
now pilot this jumbo jet. Originators of delayed
flights gape with disdain at their modusoperandi.
They aren’t well-versed with the wounds of the
vilified. The subaltern is the new sahib.
Sanjeev Sethi is the author of three books of poetry. His poems are in venues around the world: The Broadkill Review, Synchronized Chaos,Mad Swirl,After the Pause,Horror Sleaze and Trash, Former People,The Piker Press, A Restricted View From Under The Hedge, Bonnie’s Crew, The PangolinReview,Postcolonial Text, Be Untexed, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.