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A Lie To My Wife

for the second time in a row I arrived home late in the morning I looked at the watch - 2 a.m. in the morning! I looked at my sleepy wife but didn’t know what to say so I told her a lie... .. that I wasn’t with Rihanna that I had been with Nelly since 2 pm that day that Nelly was a witch that she wanted to bewitch me that I wanted to rape her that I was cursed how else could I have been conceived if my mother had not been raped? how did Nelly know that my mother had been raped? so I told another lie that I knew that I was blessed that one day I will be the president the president of Kenya that one day I will walk free free from the curse that one day I will become a preacher ….. by the way did you know that I have a diploma? a diploma in theology? I looked at the door and told my wife to listen for a knock .... ... but there wasn’t a knock except for a jacket, a black jacket with a label on the side a label of the devil so I told my wife to burn the jacket in the morning a jacket that I had been given by the devil the devil who said that I was cursed so I told her I had to sleep, and when I wake up in the morning I would tell her a lie, that it was a dream a dream, a poem that I had written ten years ago in a black book that was now old a black book that was now gnawed by rats so she looked for the book in the morning, the old book that had been gnawed by rats but there was no poem because it wasn’t a dream, a lie!

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