Poetry Bulawayo

Image -  zimeye.org I like him I don't love him If he does I don't care He's a man Every step I take He gazes at me in amazement Like a comedian Zigzagging my way Like a snake I'm married He's here though Seeking for my nakedness Like a lecher Seeking for my heart Like a witch He's a gay I like him I don't love him

Image -  dailymail.co.uk Who says moss is good for the stone? He slurred And he rolled from pub to pub from bed to bed Who says He slurred and staggered Who says... moss... We buried him behind the anthill.