Gentlemanly me lay upside down; Content, dreamless, not being a clown. But then Vanessa came into town And well, trouble became of my crown. Vanny got an apartment downtown, Got two labia dogs from Mrs. Browne. If you pass, you must frown. If you don’t, you must drown. I let grasses grow at my door,…
Category: Poetry
Soliloquy III
While in school I was king; At my door lasses would sing, But now that only memories ring, Even the homely refuses to cling. I hear not the ticking of clock, Long enough alone in my block, Write and read, evening on a walk, Still unsung, no dame would knock I cannot love two at…
Soliloquy II
Day dawned not nice in me pockets And I have feelings for Wura But dame flaunts her anklets Alongside her friend, Aurora. Folks fuel me after the señora So I dress nice to rich banquets My modern Sodom and Gomorrah From which I return in caskets. Friends assure my skills are enough To attract any…
Soliloquy
Town folks, at my door gather. Man called lord, people be happy! Dirty indoor, outside the bather. Join the queue, now be snappy. Bricks face the harsh weathers, Babies coo indifferently over milk; Roof better not lose its feathers, Else the doom of silver silk. Money is time’s friend, Time is money’s mother; Money happens,…
A MAN
Night dreams, morning dreams! Babyish, child-like, a man seems! Touches provoking genital streams! Eyes of man, banjo beams! Blind eyes on fleshy mounds Stir protrusion in clothed grounds, And silky homes turn battlegrounds, Oh no, oh yes, several rounds. Where I love I last not, Beatrice begs I lick her pot. Feelings absent, I shoot…
September Twenty-Nine
September 29, 2011. I rose from the bed at 8 o’ clock. I did not sleep in my house, so I had to hurry back to my block. I found my landlord eating the oranges his children always loved to pluck, and several bags of them were being loaded on a truck. They offered me…
YOU’RE GREEN AGAIN
History cut your flesh; Caesars bled your digits but you survived the excesses of man. Pharaohs opened your bosom; termites bit at your toes but till today, you sway to the music of the wind. You have so many protrusions, none into bliss is introduced yet you did not grow envious, no, not even after…
I DANCED IN THE DARK
Let’s look at it this way. What makes man quieter the older he grows? Wasn’t she that girl who at 7 smeared yam powder all over her face and laughed still? Wasn’t she the girl who would not see rain fall and remain indoor (to ignore a bath)? Just like me, the boy who loved…
A BEAST THAT I AM
I keep myself for the sun; he swims different bays. I keep myself for the moon; she flees from my murk. My pride I sheathed in my patience’s bureau, seeking a pair who wasn’t long found, nipples like Persian coins, eyes like flames, beauty a fable, my muscles are bulging, the predator of Maraba now…
SAIL FOREVER
The smile of the sun dons the day with light, its garment billowing through the sad secrets of happy faces. It’s a new day, an arrival repeated in a trillion times, which of course never fails to mock the dreams that are but will never be; the passion of a body circling the sun in…
Untitled Eulogy
Love, only in stories had been a thing of solidness to me, and disgusting it was to me the sight of men crying for ladies in the panorama of electric boxes until like them, I met my doom clothed in femininity, elegance and beauty when I least expected and I never remained the same. When…
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