MY WEEKEND
Now I was supposed to have published this on Monday, sorry it is coming late.
Oh what a weekend, I almost fell in love with the idea of being alone until it got lonely no thanks to the rains, it all started on Friday when I almost finished a bottle of Red Square (37%) before 8 p. m and inevitably missed dinner it would have been noodles anyway so good riddance to poor dinner I woke with a slight headache and I had to do laundry headache or not. I did and wrote and slept and wrote and slept again.
Here:
Who I Was
Tonight
With practiced fingers
And sharpened eyes
I am sifting
Through
Iced tears
And frozen grief
Through the haze of hurt-flakes
Clouds of liquor trips and
Smoke from cigarettes
I am searching
Through the abyss and
Blackouts of yesterday
Looking for who I was
Before the first teardrop.
What Am I To Do
When
The child in me died
I smiled
My youth blossomed
Brightly
Wildly
Now
The youth in me
Is withering
What am I to do
Smile of frown
As I reluctantly
Lose my youth
To eating eggs
And noodles
alone.
The second one confirmed my loneliness I tried checking my mails afterwards on the phone but the connection was not good so I remember I have not eaten at 3 p. m I visited the Army canteen and had Eba, vegetables and goat meat… that gave me some life line as I inaudibly whistled home thinking it was a wise choice to eat trust me it gets worse on most days.
I got back and listened to some Dido it didn’t help so I resorted to checking my face in the mirror which proved to be a good idea as I discovered I needed a visit to the barber shop; that was my second good decision for the weekend as I came out with so neat a cut I wont be surprised if those girls in the next block whistle! I went back to cooking spaghetti, green peas and Titus, guess what, that was my best attempt at cooking I wish I could share it here; I regret not taking pictures. Saturday ended when I remember to pick my clothes off the line at 10 p. m I read myself to sleep… I slept thinking I may surprise myself with a visit to the church in the morning I woke up at 2: 30 a. m after a dream that ended with lady urging me to go to church in the morning… I snuggled deeper into the bed within my three pillows but that was the end of my sleep. I stood at about 5 to complete my laundry the left over from yesterday; I completed it and went back to bed alas no church as against the mysterious lady’s suggestion.
Knowing full well that spaghetti was in the fridge I got hungry at about 10 a. m so I ate and wrote about warmth (see below) as I crawled back to bed thanks to the tireless rain. In the evening I listened to Damian and Nas “Distant relatives” the whole album twice or so while ironing my shirt tomorrow is Monday Sir.
IT CAME
It is raining
It is cold
I am lonely
So I fold
Beneath pajamas
Pillows and bed covers
I closed my eyes
Clenched my fists
And summoned warmth
It came.
Oh what a weekend, I almost fell in love with the idea of being alone until it got lonely no thanks to the rains, it all started on Friday when I almost finished a bottle of Red Square (37%) before 8 p. m and inevitably missed dinner it would have been noodles anyway so good riddance to poor dinner I woke with a slight headache and I had to do laundry headache or not. I did and wrote and slept and wrote and slept again.
Here:
Who I Was
Tonight
With practiced fingers
And sharpened eyes
I am sifting
Through
Iced tears
And frozen grief
Through the haze of hurt-flakes
Clouds of liquor trips and
Smoke from cigarettes
I am searching
Through the abyss and
Blackouts of yesterday
Looking for who I was
Before the first teardrop.
What Am I To Do
When
The child in me died
I smiled
My youth blossomed
Brightly
Wildly
Now
The youth in me
Is withering
What am I to do
Smile of frown
As I reluctantly
Lose my youth
To eating eggs
And noodles
alone.
The second one confirmed my loneliness I tried checking my mails afterwards on the phone but the connection was not good so I remember I have not eaten at 3 p. m I visited the Army canteen and had Eba, vegetables and goat meat… that gave me some life line as I inaudibly whistled home thinking it was a wise choice to eat trust me it gets worse on most days.
I got back and listened to some Dido it didn’t help so I resorted to checking my face in the mirror which proved to be a good idea as I discovered I needed a visit to the barber shop; that was my second good decision for the weekend as I came out with so neat a cut I wont be surprised if those girls in the next block whistle! I went back to cooking spaghetti, green peas and Titus, guess what, that was my best attempt at cooking I wish I could share it here; I regret not taking pictures. Saturday ended when I remember to pick my clothes off the line at 10 p. m I read myself to sleep… I slept thinking I may surprise myself with a visit to the church in the morning I woke up at 2: 30 a. m after a dream that ended with lady urging me to go to church in the morning… I snuggled deeper into the bed within my three pillows but that was the end of my sleep. I stood at about 5 to complete my laundry the left over from yesterday; I completed it and went back to bed alas no church as against the mysterious lady’s suggestion.
Knowing full well that spaghetti was in the fridge I got hungry at about 10 a. m so I ate and wrote about warmth (see below) as I crawled back to bed thanks to the tireless rain. In the evening I listened to Damian and Nas “Distant relatives” the whole album twice or so while ironing my shirt tomorrow is Monday Sir.
IT CAME
It is raining
It is cold
I am lonely
So I fold
Beneath pajamas
Pillows and bed covers
I closed my eyes
Clenched my fists
And summoned warmth
It came.
wow..i enjoy evrybit of ya lonly wkend
ReplyDeleteit culd av bin lonly, but hey, dz wrte up meks it
beat every oda kind of busi fun u culd av had
fine diary!!!
You're deep brother.....you personify the saying ' don't judge a book by its cover'...may you really find warmth and companionship..Love & Respect
ReplyDelete؛spɹɐƃǝɹ ʇsǝq
ReplyDelete˙ǝʇısqǝʍ ɹno oʇ oƃ uɐɔ noʎ 'sʇuoɟ ǝnbıun puıɟ oʇ pǝǝu noʎ ɟı
'ʎɐʍ ǝɥʇ ʎq
0‾0 ǝɔıu sʞooן ƃoןq ɹnoʎ
¡ƃuıʇǝǝɹƃ ɯɹɐʍ ¡puǝıɹɟ ʎɯ oןןǝɥ
yo diipo!! got your message, and I've got a whole big post written up in response. I had kind of been thinking I might post something at some time but I didn't know whether anyone still had interest.
ReplyDeleteAnyways, your poems are always such an inspiration for me to write! Who knows, one day yet I might still give it some effort :)