I wish there was another planet,
another reality.
I wish my skin colour
was not as mediocre as transparent
...
Have I asked for too much?
bitten a morsel so big
that made my said unsaid terms
get muddled in my glut
...
Sigh from mirage of your lips
Mist over panes of my eyes
I fumble and trip over a dream
I’m falling into your absence
...
On cerulean highway
not punctuated by
traffic lights buildings or biases
I stretched out and reached you
...
Between father and son
spiritual DNA crosses over
untold stories of war
raise armies in sinews
...
A bear hug-she said:
Had to tell her I wear algae
reeks of extremism
...
A husky accented “Hi”
An act of concealment
Alack! ! very shoddy
Avers all the painfully mined
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