Hunting For Dreams Poem by Anthony Nwosu

When sights are rare
Too many spots commence
Dots on the road
Ugliness has spoilt memory

Familiarity breaks down
On a strange journey
I cannot even remember
How your nose looks
The fair fingers
That touched my sweaty head
Beautiful lapses you ran
To herald my arrival

There have been occasions
You slapped a boy for my sake
You fought a girl
To save my shame
Oh! Memories come back
I lost it
Like I disposed a bin
I sleep at night
Hopeful at least to see
Your hairy eye brows

The day you were half naked
Petite toweling
Your slender neck and arms
Tiny cuticles if I remember
I was high with fever
But your skin helped
I saw my face on it
Pomade rich in the air
I could not refuse you
I could not refuse the drugs
Seconds I felt better
Maybe minutes or so

I regret you leaving
So much happened
I slept with a girl
You could not forgive me
I cried on the road
And you left
Tried so hard to hold onto your face
Fragmented pictures
Scattered in my head
I heard you traveled to New York
Pray amnesia dose not succeed
Next I see you