Dehiscence by Sanjeev Sethi

This rain
this awful rain
refuses to take you away.
If the paroxysm
of my burns
doesn't pain:
what else will?
Sediment of soil
is vitiated with the rubble
of washed-up years.
On and off it leaks
from the scourings.
It’s inconceivable
for those not tied
to ribbon of reciprocalities
to jerk to the same twist
all the time.

About the Poet:

Sanjeev Sethi is published in over 30 countries. He has more than 1250 poems printed or posted in venues around the world. He is Joint-Winner of Full Fat Collection Competition-Deux organized by the Hedgehog Poetry Press.Recently his poem, A Factory of Feelings was voted Poem of Month March 2020 at Ink Sweat and Tears. He lives in Mumbai, India.