oluchukwu ifechukwu

Forward-Looking Easter - Poem by oluchukwu ifechukwu

How many times will Joshua
my sword and
the smear from o my earthed auditory lobe,
it back like scion-bud
before my sheath-spurning sword
to tear it again
so I never ever gain the dual audit
that alone
the soberer other half of his case
that relentless
me like the conquest-drunk Ojadili's flute
from the meretricious rotundity of the apple
the treacherous charm of swine-fellowship
the Janus-lustre of the scarlet silver pieces
the arboreal lure that
a disillusioned Judas
the carnal cry on his left arm to merely lumber back my lobe—
rehash of the crimson chorus to bail me Barabbas
towards the o sudden soulful Longinus-cry
that solely
me his Joshuadom?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 13, 2013

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