poetsofnigeria
Learn more about other poetry terms
Looking out my balcony on a Sunday evening
I drew the world on a paper
Its axis from North pole to South pole
Its continents from Africa to Asia
Its Rivers from River Niger to River Nile
Linear flapping and then a sting,
the wavering insecta crashes against the Oculus.
Scratching upon reflections of irritation,
the tear duct leaks lucid white
trickling down walls of skin.
