Tuesday Poem by ‘Femi Popoola

Non-Verbal Cues

They say love
is a feeling
so what is that place
where Hooke’s law reigns
supreme
in unending depth.

They say peace
is a thing
of the mind
but why do I
feel at home
in that crevice
beneath your mons pubis.

They say everything
that is gold
does not glitter
sometimes it’s just you
running splash
Of nude
& glistening black.

They say music
is poetry in motion
why then do you sway
Brownian like
give me the fire dance
you are not Fela’s lady.

Oju loro wa
but you stoop
to conquer
your derrière
speaks more
than a thousand words
four legs good
two legs bad

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‘Femi Popoola is a disillusioned doctor, compulsive reader & occasional writer. He tweets  at @DrJekyll_