Sentinel Poetry Magazine January 2003

Kola Boof

EBRIG: Gone Dry

There is~~~[NO PLACE] between
upper Egypt and lower Sudan; not
even blackness has a place
(to Show)

The hindquarters
of the Devil Beast
is like a thick carpet
smothering our
Black Body
"red wined"
inbetween the river
and soot's membrane

All around is Allah
All around is prayer

but there are no
silver fish in
the white clouds anymore
--and when the dawn's
golden beams alight;
there is nowhere

to live

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