Sunday, March 08, 2009

Poem: I Am My Names (D.)


A.

D.


A thousand rooms wait for a call
that says they are the special space
and not a room out of a thousand.

Condoms confirm a poem’s shape
the fierce cock disavows and breaks.
Between the condom and the cock,

my name is Double. I am a lover.

2 comments:

Eshuneutics said...

Yes, yes, yes.

Jee Leong Koh said...

You recognize the inspiration from your comments on Marechera?