Poem
Phillip Zhuwao
MY BLUE RESIGNATION CONCLUDE
MY BLUE RESIGNATION CONCLUDE
MY BLUE RESIGNATION CONCLUDE
In their short livesPoets live longer
Disabled tongues snap red
Smack lips red lisps blood
again
Causing shortsighted hiccups
talking
asking
Do I longer plead
O love
Farm after farm Squatter
Permanence
Why?
Tell me
Threnodies of threat only beginning
And end no middle of
this snapping
Wire sound of
spattering faeces
Raging moon blue bolts leap
roasting on the bones of my fire
We swallowed whole chunks
Of unpronounced vocabularies
To look forth back
agasp
Lot's girl
freaked
I turned word with no Sense
Why spite yourself then
to me rot my heart in flames of rust
Curse of thirteen splash of flood's fountain
genius
Cloud of dust fast rodeo on horizons
Cataclysm orgasm on Galatea's rigid
She
Turn
turn!
And then when we meet
A thousand times no more
Will you see me again?
The cherubic face contorted
of boil's Point
Pouting macho after macho
of tequila roasting penises
with assadoes of burning wire
Slightly around my Scrotum
We never Sing knew Song
but plot and press electric hot
irons over . . .
© 2004, Phillip Zhuwao
From: Sunrise Poison
Publisher: Deep South, Grahamstown
From: Sunrise Poison
Publisher: Deep South, Grahamstown
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MY BLUE RESIGNATION CONCLUDE
In their short livesPoets live longer
Disabled tongues snap red
Smack lips red lisps blood
again
Causing shortsighted hiccups
talking
asking
Do I longer plead
O love
Farm after farm Squatter
Permanence
Why?
Tell me
Threnodies of threat only beginning
And end no middle of
this snapping
Wire sound of
spattering faeces
Raging moon blue bolts leap
roasting on the bones of my fire
We swallowed whole chunks
Of unpronounced vocabularies
To look forth back
agasp
Lot's girl
freaked
I turned word with no Sense
Why spite yourself then
to me rot my heart in flames of rust
Curse of thirteen splash of flood's fountain
genius
Cloud of dust fast rodeo on horizons
Cataclysm orgasm on Galatea's rigid
She
Turn
turn!
And then when we meet
A thousand times no more
Will you see me again?
The cherubic face contorted
of boil's Point
Pouting macho after macho
of tequila roasting penises
with assadoes of burning wire
Slightly around my Scrotum
We never Sing knew Song
but plot and press electric hot
irons over . . .
From: Sunrise Poison
MY BLUE RESIGNATION CONCLUDE
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