Polo Suya

Hi, I'm being a bit lazy about moving my poems from Facebook over to this nook. Take a look at my Notes on Facebook and let me know if you think I should bring them over to this Grey zone...

It spread like wildfire 

Who’s to say it wasn't in truth, wildfire?

 Went from the north of my core due south

 in one solid swipe 

Left me dazed it did 

Weakened me, 

turned me to a writhing mass of nerves 

The smile of my face turned foolish 

The whisper in the breeze 

 Was of a gossip uttered only in dark, secret places 

I listened to every story

 told by each bite sized piece 

They had raunchy tales to tell 

We became one 
A testimony to a ripe tradition

Suddenly part of a rhythm that started long ago 

My senses opened up 

to an excursion into deep, spicy places 

A new kind of sating 

 A different name for “knowing”

 Kai, Mallam, Two more shaki and beef, 

put plenty pepper…