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poem number 2 from poetica ads
in the foundry
the guys call me Yellow
meaning I’m coming from Asia
or my favorite color
I don’t know
they’re fun of
laughing at
every
I know
I won’t
spend
my whole
world here
I’m waiting
for a ship to
Bangkok
but the man
you’ve married
to is coming with
clay sample
I wash every stone
you step on with legs
borrowed from twxt us
we compose estuary in the
Philippines to keep us awake
Copyright ©
Jacob Kobina Ayiah Mensah
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