To The Six Gates Poem by Uche Nduka

To The Six Gates



Black violet carving notes
and capping stones.
desire sliced in half.
I awoke to being a body and being a tune.
sassy living. our sex-soaked conversation.
a rooster carrying a river on its back.

Sunday, November 27, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: river,sex
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