IMAGO

this is between me against the mirror;
the conflicts and the constraints,
the truth and the dare do or don’t.
will i say i become an adult today,
who watches the Cuppy woman flaunting wealth
from the hard-work, restricted by my
mental pull of a hatch
if i could just propel my brightly dark wings,
leaving arms and legs on the stem of a blue ivy
who nurtured me with the nectar, secreted
after my world had been hatched to larva
till now. this image is a freak,
i am the world itself in a mirror, lifeless.

Natur’s Pictur N’quill. 2019.

HYPOTHESIS

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Since years ago, my heart oft know

His mix of thoughts, twisted in tow

Of tares surround his tarn and low°

Of bare liturgy, strengthening woe! 

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But now, avow my art from tame

From thwart of script’ in act of words

From frisette framing face for fame

From words of God disguised as swords

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Here some shepherds entwined what’s mine

Ofttimes till I gave hope a ghost

Like wit in the garden of spine

Walking with eyes, fingers and toes

With scriptures read and nature’s nod

That lay my heart to’d light of God. 

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Natur’s Pictur N’quill 2016©