THOKOZILE JAMES
Bring me your suffering In drones of your laborious torment To carry your burdens In parcels like cargo and millstone
Enlighten me From where all aching depletes Squander the indulgence Of curative measure
In this subdued mood I find myself In a constant ebb of itself Grieving for you
It glistened as polished as I left it As his erect penis As it lay perpendicular Affixed to his muscular frame
Penned in ink The paragraphs I drafted in prose and pronouns The paper was blank
Puncture me with the exactitude Of your pristine assemblage Deep within the hollow spaces of my inner cheek
Many like the muted sounds Resonates the empty chatter Of voided vessels
Relieve me As fragments of my painful memory Pierce and press firm against my heart
Then, like the coward he was Disbanded the apex of my cranium Succumbed me to the untimely pendulum Of his clenched fists
She was a muse In the hands of those Who handled her poorly
It occurred to her Moments into her resolve During the eve of her awakening That battles were made of breakable stone
I released him today The trials and tribulations that engulfed me once upon an autumnal gaze
He made a song about me Sang to me like therapy Enthralled by his golden violin He pledged his devotion In pieces of poetry
It only took a pen To rewrite the course I spoke in ink In sentences made of tousled hair
Lover my dear May I devour you Without foreplay or warning With the gladsome and enjoyment Of a thousand orgasms
Like unleavened bread He masturbated to the call of her cum on his fingers Folded and molded it Into sculpted concrete
With the blackest of moss I cover you like sheathing To shelter you from the rays That burn you with scars
It reeked of death The stench of quietus With mangled breath In a naked room
There was a sense of privilege Without restraint or reserve In the selective behaviour Of the many men that idolized her
With harrowing roar I could be heard Screaming from beneath the waves Just below the ocean bed
Torture me with prose The unraveling of false daydreams In syndicated rotation
Where in the darkness Will it come to light All that trembles at the sight of shadows During the daylight
Heaven don’t speak to me now In prose made of unreachable dreams In delicate dander
Where an incessant nag dwells Resides a hopeful woman With optimism and promise
Vary are the days Of lonely courage For the fair likelihood On quiet, only days
Almost fondly With fervent stare I welcome you to slip cautiously Into a moldable feast
I needed you to stay On the nights I clamoured at the wind With claws made of tremours
Resided on my abdomen Rested like lumber In a slothful crusade About my enamour
Just in the thick of healing You came to me Amidst repair In a gust of sunflowers and samsonite
He must have hated me Deep within the crevices of my nocturnal womb Alone in this desolate tract Where the cactus grows
And when I leave this place Here I go Onward through to the meadowy lands
She smelled like wood and oil Basking in the pestering sun The stench of lumber and brushwood
It’s all too familiar The breaking of bad habits The likelihood To return to places
There has always been a boundary Between what is old and what is new And what is few and far in between
Lay me down by the riverside Just beside the water’s edge That I may bathe In the warmth of your semen
Let me capture you In the spread of the moment As the light brushes against your face
At the core You breathe a charitable air With tolerant empathy Of benevolent kind
O ‘tis a splendid morning To wake early on wisdom’s day First light, first sight To delight in evening’s keeping
Lustful dare he have my heart Come to shatter it bear With shards made of lightning bolts
It was in a peculiar place Where time erased Your mask bore a fraudulent smile
If you must leave Then let it be like this With a thoroughfare of pastimes Of our fondest of memories
Except but mutually Do we stumble often Upon the fallen flowers Made of venom and bane
With reckless intent You ravaged me from the inside Turned me over and bore me out
Only in the morning Does the sunlight emanate like fireflies in the dark
Crash and burn The candour of your poisonous sores Begrudge the hazard do I carry for you
There came the fiery lough In a cavern not too far away I retreated to the firth of your benign anchorage
I always composed verses in poetry ever since I could conjure the memory of my youth - where the sentences sounded like music and every breath smelled
A risk too ominous to bare With fierce, poetic adventure He leapt in a far-away woodland With imperial reign
He mouthed with consoled tongue A benevolent whisper On the eve of my enrapture To solicit my abundant garden Of untouched flowers
It burned like gunfire In a barrage of fragmented steel In a bombardment of misdeeds
Oh sweet sugar May I dance with you in silence Without rhythm and sound But with the lashing of skin and bone
With just a part of me I welcome you to embark Upon my infinite mystery Of unwritten love letters
Like a thief in the night You crept delicately unto me Just barely In the far away places
When I close my eyes I see your heavenly face An angel’s kiss on a summer morning
Devour me with eager eyes As you watch me unlayer The many faces I wear The mismatched pieces
Fuck me into submission With weapons unbolted In tresses made of theurgy and black magic
The kindness was in his eyes The sweet assuring Of his soft-spoken inflection with words
Sinking Holding me down underwater Deep breaths I take beneath the surface Killing me softly
There there He pined away with great restraint Languished for her sweet overcome
Still, the agony of time I come to grudge the taste of your return on my lips
Still, the agony of time I come to grudge the taste of your return on my lips
On those sleepless nights With beating heart I am interrupted By the odourless taste of your cum
It reeked of death The stench of quietus With mangled breath In a naked room
I tried to pass my life away To prevail without defeat To make light of it To survive on my feet
Like water Does a woman Yield to the shape of the vessel she bears
Rest in pieces The remnants of my shattered heart
My love waits there In the polestar I find purpose In your measured leisure
With your chocolate kisses Do you dare to shudder me bare
