Ugonwanyi ...
Like the palm-kernel
Stalking the fringes of a pauperized living
Your love tasks the jaw-muscles
I chew and chew
And will not want to swallow
Lest I lose everything
Give me your love in trickles
Let it drop tom - tom - tom
Tomming to thaw
The years of unattended yearning
And soothe this suffocating lump
In the throat of my feeling
Like a hungry pauper
Let me hunt the woods of emotion
Desolate, seeking out that benevolent palm-tree
To hand out reluctant nuts
For me to crack and crack
And strive to reach your seed of love ...
Ugonwanyi
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