BOOK CAFÉ

Written by: victor moyo

 
I speak not but spit snot 

I speak not visual-vocals in void 
             …..But 2 evoke thy psyche

Utter not hollow heart bit whispers
Breath out immortal echoes to fuel empty tankers 
4 we must lampoon that baboon low with its high tennis courts  

In deep ink I print my blistered body 
The de-caff in the Book Café decolonized my coffee-pot
Illiterate me can now Braille the author’s palm and comprehend. …    
I read the rainbow so need not my plastic coat for his rain is dry and over