Blue Music Dream

A Darker.

A Darker Nairobi.

She left me for Dakar

Talked of Francophone men and DRC music,

Yoruba genome projects and Ghanaian men.

What puzzle’s me

She once belonged to an absurdist

The only fancy things I care about;

walking in the haze of Traitoria,

cheap wine, and tuberoses on my father’s grave.

I have the dark Nairobi for company,

The cleanest Hindu gods and blogs of avenues

The weather here in Dakar

Is a splendid dark.

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