*****DIRGE OF A FIANCÉE**** tonight,I have come to declare my doubts as a dirge,on that road where applause mates with squiggling bones to procreate embryos of forever after that road where bald seers count beads,chant incantations, spit on sincere resolutions just to ransack the past and peep into the offing sincerely, I am being beaten by worry I am also drowning in the ecstasy of confusion for I dont know if the black water that screens can still reflect the image of truth you liken my love to a tamed python that engulfes your conscience to bask in innocence yet you still stare at Asabi* bulbous hips that wriggles as she sashays you said you have chewed off your past of infidelity and spat it to the swaying dust to convey it to oblivion yet the white man rubber still dances in your pocket I have watched you drank from the gourd of lust and gesticulated in your drunkeness throwing jibes at my commitment which pierces every marrow of my fondness listen,I am bleeding out pints of foul pains which makes my health an aura of indirection I doubt if my dwindling esteem can walk down the aisle for you are just a drunken whoremonger *One of select birth
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 04:50:08 +0000
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