Dazed in a maze
I am reborn
Brown,
As a husk of corn.
I see the clouds pour coal
Into my liquid cell
My points are now poles
I can surely tell.
In my home
I'm a wall strung visitor
With conciousness bound
To unspoken sounds
Here I feel homesick
As I tickle the sticks
Buried in my own skin.
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 5:57 AM UTC
Dazed in a maze
I am reborn
Brown,
As a husk of corn.
I see the clouds pour coal
Into my liquid cell
My points are now poles
I can surely tell.
In my home
I'm a wall strung visitor
With conciousness bound
To unspoken sounds
Here I feel homesick
As I tickle the sticks
Buried in my own skin.
© Ogunmola I.O 2017