That loud cry,
scream for the inevitable
the justice
the plainstakingly obvious
too blind, too numb to see
Awoken by that cry
that roar
that aubergine
First tree, lights and cosy socks
giddy with a smile
to pay was to notice
Ahhhhh finally!
Brown, gooey aubergine with the sharpest smell that woke me
The equally brown purse, its first victim
Second? The all important yellow to pay
frantically wiping the chip
Is licking acceptable?
Call it a thank you to the gowey
Tseba se’te
The third
the third, its main victim.
Well that’s that
everything and now nothing but freedom
The white, folded-in-half train tickets
21-06-16
21-12-17
08:02
Forgotten, dismissed and drenched in a brown, mucky stain
too loud to ignore
Its discoverer possessed a smirk
too clear to ignore
Truth ignited
burst, a permanent stain
no fairy liquid, bleach or Tsebel could remove it
permanent.
The stained mucky tickets of home
was the hindrance,
the block to home home
Freedom reigned
and with that came the inevitable
Back to Ottolenghi’s pomegranate aubergine at that Queens Park crib
Awakened by the flashy lights and the aubergine’s roar.
Always food
Apiafo, Vaudou Game. Side 2
Zara Tewolde-Berhan 