Apparition
I don’t like what
You look like
it doesn’t ring a bell
two toed demon
in my chamber
swinging
toe dancing
a pair of dead eyes
blinking
your song is an
apparition
two edged gods
appearing
yet I am thinking
—
Night
I left my demons
in the day and
slipped into the night
into the black fog.
The sooth caresses me
forever rocking me.
The dynamo can no longer
blow on my face
the stars are quiet,
I howl at the moon
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
I am at peace
With the night
Papa cannot rich me
even though my penis
may not stand erect
I am man I am man.
Condoms and mollock
wife and mollock
padlock and mollock
promises and mollock
take me oh night
rock me in your fur skin
rock me gently
rock me slowly.
—
A Girl
I met you
When the night was dead
At James pub
Silly noises of crocking adults
Your eyebrows rolling
I stood still
I blinked
I was never shy
The icy lakes
By the graveyard
Stared at our clothed
Bodies
I wished it
Saw us naked
It’s silly that I loved silly
I will go to hell
I have no body armor
I will burn
Stirring at the ice
I love you in Tracy’s voice
I love you while
You smoke
And smell like
A teen
I love whatever is left
Of you after he broke
Your heart
I have been silently
Waiting
Silently waiting
I am thinking
—
Chika Onyenezi is a writer living in United States. His works have appeared in African Roar Anthology, Storytime, Munyori Literary Journal and elsewhere. He spends most of his time daydreaming and collecting wish trinkets from sea waves. He is also a wanderer.