Interstice

You wanted me to love you, the way

you wanted me to, like a possession –a jewel, as if,

 

needing guard, delicate attention, making more

apparent, my cast of desire. But we differed

 

in that way –our expressions of love; yours,

more public, conspicuous,

 

mine, confined, passive, like argon

in the air, invisible, yet there –

 

a present, yet forgotten constant.

–Tanmoy Das Lala

Tanmoy lives in New York City with his partner, Eric, and a pea plant. His works have appeared in various online journals. His website is tanmoydaslala.blogspot.com

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