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A Letter to Ana
A Letter to
My Ana:
I lay my
heart
before
your altar
this day
Use it a
sacrificial
token to
bedwet
your
imagination
Take this
pieces of
my
emptiness
as an
unbriddled
bread
baked in
sorrows
Forgive my
righteous
mind of
the
unspoken
sin
I cheated
and
betrayed
the santity
of our bed
I lay with
that scarlet
lady late in
the dark
I dangled
my
stupidty in
her
bossom
Dancing
between
her thighs
Fooling my
ego in her
temple
Tilling my
tails
inbetween
her
arrogant
moves
I lost my
rationality
for a
pleasure
Now i
journey on
a highway
to the
grave
I did it
when the
lamps
were mute
and the
lanterns
wicks gone
My
righteous
heart
drowns in
guilt
Insomania
betrays my
eyes
Please,
Take this
dying
heart as a
token,
Breath
afresh on
it that my
soul may
gain rest
and
pardon in
the
beyond...
Tell my
unborn
child that
am gone
to
nowhere...
Awoh
Kingsley
*well the
above
piece is a
fiction...just
my heart
playing
round my
poetry
mind.
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