Jackie III

October 28, 2014

chopsticks

four in a row

dark hues

blues and yellow

(mellow, we sing the blues)

nina simone is god.

he in a hat

blue suit

and yellow tie

a tulip withering

only two

she gets better

everyday

chopsticks

framing

choking

he in each frame

hangs

in all kinds of blues

[two days later]

we

see differently

we hear he did

two days later

Jozi’s summer darkens

“nunayitie”

behind the shame

of an unmentionable act

my mama’s people murmur

“uswelekile mfowethu”

carried in eBhayi’s winds

into Park Station’s carts

swallowed for hours by hearts

to open into tongues

that hiss in Maruleng

“Argh shame”

black and white

seen only as black

dates no longer matter

words falter

this summer feels warmer

in Jozi

Maboneng

Bioscope

August House

Behind the Market

we imagine

from nairobi

to jozi

time stops beating hearts

we run

away

we run

from

we run

towards

we run

behind

we run

out of

TIME

another artist.

 One Comment

  1. Clifton Gachagua

    Reblogged this on The Drums Of Shostakovich.

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