You thought you could love, but darling.

You are the Arctic Ocean.

**— 3.05.14

I wanted to name a poem after you.

But I'm afraid you'll destroy that too.

**May 29th 2014

After a lifetime

Of heartaches and headaches

Emotional numbness threatens...

She told me her feelings

But I told her my intentions...*


© Raphael Uzor

I saw a brinjal...
I saw a brinjal...
I saw it on the roadway...
Yes it caught my eye,
As I walked on by...
There must be a vendor...
With desperation on his face...
Who thought I would buy you...
And he dropped you on the road...

You're nutritional!
You're nutritional!!
You're nutritional!!!
It's true!

There must be a vendor,
With a smile on his face,
When he thought I would buy you,
But it's time to face the truth...
I shall never ingest you...

Roll you up and smoke
You,  a fire in the end
Your fat!  Now who's blunt!?