I wake up in search of bliss and instead I’m cast in a cesspit of tasks of thoughts of things I wanna come off the ends bro Without securing a means to my end. if i end today is that a life well lived? does it quantify as a good ending? how many stars doContinue reading “If you forget to breathe in waking”
Category Archives: Poetry
Crisis in Patriarchy
spoke to my brother about silos we find crisis in patriarchy no harmony no balance no stillness we find crisis in patriarchy left with more questions than answers have men become distorted? the identity of man? what is a man? have we lost ourselves in the form of default? where in which we find noContinue reading “Crisis in Patriarchy”
To Tash
Didn’t feel the heat from the sun Just the ice in my lungs. heart of the equator thought I’d see you later when I lost you Everything became secondary still hesitate to go cemetery I lost you in secondary and listen I stopped writing on my phone so when it blows it won’t take meContinue reading “To Tash”
stride in a cemetery
I’m staring at dead men so does that make me a dead man? to lay wake in a cemetery precociously pondering on my centenary if the people amongst the slabs and the shrubbery went to a place different to what was their ordinary what about this life is ordinary? to pose a question about theContinue reading “stride in a cemetery”
what flows
when did uprisings become riots? i ask the mandem what does it mean to be to be human, not apex predators to be liberated to be liberators we studied the word. my brothers laughed as I said bleastplate instead of breastplate. but it wasn’t at me but with me as they could all relate. selfContinue reading “what flows”