and we'll violate the bordersi.and we'll violate the borders6 years ago in Free Verse
I set sail;
My dreamboat a séance in the tide
That would not overlook my own disposure.
Misplaced, only by convenience
Was my attention as I stood before the coastal guards
Who displaced the borderlines between Côte d'Ivoire
And dead metaphors that lined the shore.
Those governors of words,
Masters of their craft;
They told me, instruction clad, enigma strong
There's a quiet enchantment that the world offers,
It arrives like a wave, but shatters like a storm.
Might you stand firm against the waking dawn
That threatens to rip apart the essence of who you are?I fed from the contents that spilled from their lips;
Their words a ship anchored on the edge of imagination
In semblances of a tutorial about poetry this and poetry that
And like the dreamer I was,
I sauntered into the horizon of urban poetry;
Burning coffee-cup aspirations
Rising on the edge of my fingers, the tip of my tongue.
Consorting envy, my muse
I watched a man string