by Sanjeev Sethi

Molasses mingle with soupcon of memory
creating sweetmeat with your signature.
My mirror notes the rufescent. I look for
fleece. It teases me of the warmth in your
woolens. Plastic is my way of bargaining
with bridges that go nowhere. In this resume
how do I wiretap the riot within?


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