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.

Comments

A.H. said…
Yes, yes, yes.
Jee Leong said…
You recognize the inspiration from your comments on Marechera?

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