Down

All that is not me has me down I am beaten by all that should keep me My nose in crackling wrinkle Like dead toothpaste tube I can’t see my knees Eyes are deep in the sockets The twist of neck kicks the heart hard Hemoglobin is tough and cold like the Mazera-Voi rail tracks abandoned by The classy Jambo Kenya Deluxe I need a life A cozy labyrinth Opening in to a boundless sea My soul rebels land and its jungles Noise avenues and beautiful malls Have my heart full with video I long for monotony Of a cloudless heaven Stretching with abandon Without a single fold onto Riverside from Kangemi, I need a flat face of the earth So that I can see my torn toe nails without tasking my shoulder blades to injure flesh that is laden with sleep I am down Let me lie with ashes at my feet blue saliva cracks my lips in a struggle to pay homage to tongue the last man standing, in heydays he proclaimed peace to mountains with stones that changed shapes with seasons the message of peace is better unheard than unheeded now he lies here with me, just maybe, just maybe in its rotations, the earth will become flat I long to see the feet of preachers of peace Their beautiful shoes make my sight hazy Glossy shin has blinded the messenger He knows not when it rains, waterproof wear Cheats him of seasons Will he ever know when to sow? When all that is not him shoves a finger down his nose The wind will let me know Meanwhile I sleep till dawn is come