A Statement From Perdition Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Anger - In silence
To and fro in eyes
Put razor veins
And smoke lungs
Yes-! And spirit to blood

One morning- just her
Playing in garden
Slumbering around thought
Dangling with heart
My whole frisson- in her hold
Feet tremble- voice stutters
All before her
And morning such- came and came
Gushing from life- I sought her
Caught her- slay her
To feel warmth her flesh on mine
Then stroke luck my deed
Watch her repel then tremor
I slay with most gentle touch
A potion- from seas
And her corpse- beautiful still
I wrap and bloused
Put by side- And dig in her
Her swell- was pregnant
Her odor- deodar
Carefully- I bathe her in warmth
Kissed her lips thousand times
And held her wrist all day
I stare her eyes- and found life not
She stared with disdain absent blink
Oh fear gripped me!
Gush it out- and plaster that socket- I hear
I took breath relief, walk and smile
And night that came- I dig in her
Until one hot afternoon- she spouted

Anger - In silence
To and fro in eyes
Put razor veins
And smoke lungs
Yes-! And spirit to blood
Then knife throat ate-

Oh hell waited presence
Hugged! And dig all torment in me