Screw Convention

 
 Screw convention,
 flaunt exotic desires,
 outlaw notions:
 rebel.

Catastrophic

  
 Catastrophic:
 her favorite word,
 her hunger was 
 to marry money.

Loneliness

 
 Seduction of others’ loneliness
 swims beneath oblique enigma.

Distance

 
 Distance established,
 thinking ourselves into
 the empty universe.

Misumo Bo Tamo

 
 
 Artificial Lady
 I love you like sugarcane,
 Come and keep me warm.
 
 It’s all because of the love I have for you,
 We are dancing.
 I’ve been living peacefully,
 I have done my best to no avail
 I have suffered a disappointment.
 .
 Don’t forget the past
 Beautiful woman.
 Don’t worry me,
 Love sickness,
 Tell me the truth.
 I am not afraid.
 
 Remember me.

*Misumo Bo Tamo She - I Love You Like Sugarcane

This is the first in a series of found poems constructed from the titles of Ghanaian Highlife songs from the 1960’s.

Imagined Beings


 Imagined beings,
 fantastical worlds,
 existential sorcery.

Twilight Mare

 
 Twilight mare:
 primordial tendrils 
 of ancestral recollections.

The Big Bang

 
 The Big Bang of being born;
 immediate disturbance in the universe
 as you know it,
 warped faith that
 nothing halts the twin moons
 of disappointment and despair.
 
 Reactionary tides wash snake oil residue
 of substances and words,
 promising false bargains,
 empty lies,
 and distorted misunderstandings.
 
 Growling hunger to know,
 beneath the haze,
 beyond the babble
 of convention,
 
 bottomed out
 and finding faith,
 seeking comfort
 in one’s own
 great heart.

Faint Notions

 
 Faint notions of another life;
 possible,
 if you were someone else.

Ida Lupino

 
  Spontaneous combustion,
 uncharted waters,
 traditions be damned.