Blood thickened stain
Clogging the slitted throat
A leak within the fatty blabber
Shaping my eyes to crystals
This downpour so precious to cut a knife—
it’s a scratch into my eye
When I meet the audience
do I stand with crackling knees?
I do
or no, sometimes lay paralysed.
A distorted life, oedema in skin
To commit is becoming a column of dry concrete
To dream is policing a disrupted screen.
Ajay Sawant is a student and writer studying English Literature (British and Commonwealth) at the University of Delhi. In the past, he has been a guest editor at Inlandia Institute’s Literary Review and Editorial Intern at Five South. His poems have been published or are forthcoming in A&U: America’s Art & Understanding Magazine, Hawai’i Pacific Review, Xavier Review, Paper Crane Journal, Modern Poetry in Translation (mpT), The Louisville Review & Fleur-de-Lis Press, Claw and Blossom, and Rattle among many others. Ajay often tweets at @ajaycycles
Standing Threat and Downpour illustrations by C.B. Auder.
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