David Oracle Onotu
There is much that i cannot clothe with words
There is much more
That only sighs can unveil
Now that you’ve left me.
Like a lone wolf, i have no need for a pack
Like a misfit, I welcome the benefits of a pariah
Like you and me, there is time that we will depart
Like every beginning, there is a finish to every start.
He drove back home to set it straight; his life was bent a minute
He didn’t go into that space to go embrace a menace
But like Medusa she was staring and his gaze was in it
They found his body on the balcony stoned in his vomit
hush, velvet, pause, thoughts
innuendo giving per second
vaulted concrete,spatially sumptuous
to a hollow,frow,clawing and longing
It’s been a While he spoke to himself,they’ve not being in peace.
The more he soaks in routines, the more he lessen’s to be at ease.
Crowded in the inside,he searches out from the multitude.
But What’s the point of being alone in the absence of solitude?
Sweat drops from the colored watered glass of heart
shattering the innocence of the white night,
let us find the absence of words and spit shady guts
So I become a metal rusting upon reticent wrought.
Hide me away in your arms
Like sand away hides a wildflower
In perfect time, let me thrive
I’m a flower that is yet wild.
Seeking serenity in this aloneness
Craving calm for my spirit wrestles
High on a quiet hilltop I’m devoid of solitude
My muse is lost divorced from my pack of weed
The muted somber sky, poked its face at me,
And i like a snail, retreated back in a coil, my secret hiding place,
somewhere from afar, drowning voices, mumbling lips,
Darkness eluded me, it was a close call.
A flickering flame had hot wax rolling down it’s sides as the candle cried.
The freedom to be anything; to gladly embrace one’s insanity.
For far too many disregard the gift of solitude and clarity.