Nightscape

Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars. Shadows brush across walls as trees trace their branches. Gathering and waving together then swaying apart. While I sleep, stars…
Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars. Shadows brush across walls as trees trace their branches. Gathering and waving together then swaying apart. While I sleep, stars…
Another night scratching my head as I reach for a pencil. Another night spent torturing words in the mind’s muddied trenches, proving that yes you can press money from guile and oil from stone – If you’d just continue squeezing…
Like a geek, a fancy of being blacklisted as they create the fluky of the flight as they target silos, higher heaven of eaves how they catch sight of daystar Ravens, the recent craze the role-model “Cageless” among chicks …
He wants to embrace the night; The dark, mysterious but mesmerizing sight. The starry sky, Lonely moon, Stuck in his head As the lone sun stand aloof In the gaudy Spring day Amidst bluish sky. He desired to…
Buildings blacken like the sky, And hovels their roots beneath The earth, run like fingers to Ghana, Street skirted by masts, narrowed Down to fires twinkling like stars, Broadcasting from windows to Old Oyo,…