Solomon Ochwo-Oburu Poet Imagism

A Box of Flesh

Go to the dining room
There the box is singing
Take time in the backyard
The box is whistling at you
Then you are at the veranda
The box comes to pinch you
Take refuge in the bedroom
There it comes with red mouth
You roll away to carpet floor
It rushes to suck blood for dinner
As you liked it you brought it
Now as it likes it you give
The box of flesh has become
A box full of untold fairy tales

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Darlene De Beaulieu April 26, 2020 at 4:49 PM Hello Solomon Ochwo-Oburu, very clever. Be safe Enjoy your evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu April 27, 2020 at 12:11 PM Hello Solomon ,same to you my dear friend. Enjoy your day my friend. be safe. Solomon Ochwo-Oburu April 26, 2020 at 11:55 PM Thank you my dear. Great moments to you, precious Darlene. Solomon Ochwo-Oburu April 26, 2020 at 11:55 PM Thank you my dear. Great moments to you, precious Darlene.