EDEGBO AGAIN

I have not seen your voice 

The canary of dawn's worship 

Crackling chuckles for the anger-lion's cow 

The slithering hiss from a stung heart 

My axe is raised, the heaven-lies stirred 

You will ride echo's cart 

The lull of my plea to bring you home 

My yearn, waiting to be doused

EDEGBO

Edegbo was memory

Myth with whisper's wings

Cupid's prodigal child

I bargained for your heart

And you dally-ed a rock

Then threw cheese at me

After my arms built a tomb

And you slept in its womb

We profited from the sale of your soul

Before you decided to leave me hung

And cried for the comet and its show

I told you his tinder is but ashes

But you dimmed your light

And your silence cried for my arms

The tomb made only for you-

My maleness, that old prick

After we made gains

Of your heart's droppings

Fertilizer that grows my yearn