Bound

And I’ll be dust to dust bound to,

Shifting black wicker furniture just so,
Patrons aren’t disturbed,

By the rain between,
The hair-do and the pedicure, separated

By at least,

Three floors if the lifts are working, me I’m just
Splashing mops against mauve tile, they

Flashing manicured smiles, we
Electing marvelous politicians in fashionable leather,

Leather of the season, bound

To let us down in Range-Rovers, bound
To coffee machines spitting frappuccinos, just

Hoping for a tip to pay my damn school fees.

Photo: ♦Psychology Today ♦

See also: Hector

-short evocative poetry-

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China is not a free market economy or, On welding

Observed-6c

I would have to have eight hundred haircuts,

To,
Buy the ‘Professionals hair-cutter’ electric clippers I,

Saw on offer,
at the shop window whilst having a pee, and

Trying to hit the resting mosquito on the wall,

With my urine,
-stream of thought-
When,

I noticed the incessant sound of welding,
Work-shop beside the loo,

Against the restaurant,
Africa,

And just thought, 

God is  a welder,

-The Welder-

And In God We Trust.

Change the Rubicon,
I do not need eight hundred haircuts all at once,

America is not the only free country.

-♦Photo – Jua Kali♦-

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