Short Instrumentation Poems

You make the music
this solemn heart beats like a drum when you're in view
an arrangement full of ache  pulls from under my skin
  drawn to you, your vibration
I lap up every sound spilling from your lips
 tasting your silver tounge
soul instrumentation, how delicious is this sin
A willing victim of your siren song




...

Read More

From the very first time I set foot in this place,
I determined to prosper,
Ekpoma,
like a work bench,
and a technician's manual on instrumentation,
reaches for instruments,
of vitality,
with market gestures,
and a gesticulating culture,
in the land of the living,
under a plastic cloud of mood swings,
hanging partly by a vegetable spine,
of subsistence backyards,
and Friendswillpower Enterprise...

Read More

Lo, do I grasp with my wretched fingers,
Onto where my heart it still lingers,
Tendrils hold as though a parasite,
With it's life causes my blight,
Even withered it does not die,
For its mother hears its cry,
Nurturing back to good health,
Yet it is I who have dealth,
Suttle thoughts fuel the proliferation,
Making death its instrumentation,
Rest from it comes with the welcome of dirt,
To a place where the heart shall not hurt....

Read More