Lofty Thoughts
Intricacy shook her buttocks
so strongly like an elated prostitute
in an attempt to subdue mystery
I wandered into oblivion
nature the friendly, wind the peaceful
and time the unpredictable
kissed one another and settled
melee has knitted an invincible web of pessimism
that crushed almighty optimism to a thousand pieces
Two choices are placed before my mind
the fortunes of nature
and the fruits of time
should he choose or should he not?
I have detested cowards even before I was born
and I hate indecision more than cowardice
my mind closed his eyes
and made a choice of one of the two
but which has he picked?
like an Ifa priest
I closed my eyes and mumbled words
sweet smiles embraced me
as we collapsed on my bed
and slept in pure undiluted ecstasy
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