Lacerations by ADEYEMO E.O

It pierced through my eyes and brain.
And there was a gimmick coloured in red lightening.
And the welder of souls cannot hitch fragments of fire into
a solid wreath like promises –
the strong silence that first
melted with thick spittle when we
were boated by labials swimming through
blood and water to the way it used to be –
the same silence came with hands to flay off my innocence
in a transaction of trust and thrust…
 
When you ask if I ever loved
I’ll show you a deep maze between two swollen walls –
the strokes that pierced through my soul left a labyrinth –

the private part of me –

the scar – the sorrow of love and innocence in eternal laceration…
 

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