The Pyramid
THE PYRAMID
That Night
At twilight
She swallowed
Her lips
And shook her…
O I soft drew
The Eiffel Tour
reversing it
from the above
Like a capsized
Pyramid to
Hold all the
pains and the
Spouting of
The lost soul.
Let it bleed
Life goes on
After all!
Douala, January, 2013
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