Treasure Island

segun Johnson Ozique

(25th, Sept.1961 / Lagos-Nigeria)

Crazy Muse


How I long for lost times, unfulfilled;
Time I spent waiting, expecting, hoping;
Long infantile nights of wakeful dreams:
Days spent imagining twosome on a beach;
Days and times, sailing the oceans together;
Days so wired; totally blinded to right mind.

If only I knew things, I know now, then;
That tinny plays chum of raven hair;
Of rosy, gorgeous and red-earth face,
Of lusciously, luxurious masticating lips,
Of shiny, knife-like, when angered eyes,
Would have been mine, if I had right mind.

If only I could launch me back, reverse the time,
I would then tell her all the delightful things; next,
Tell her, I'm the anointed, her perfect primed consort.
She's wedded, so I guess these sounds needless, finicky;
Much more like taking musing to point of silliness: Fine.
Guilty as charged: but truly, deservedly, she is rightly mine.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, September 05, 2012

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