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the lies we lay in


11.27.19 Posted in today's words by

Emmanuel Stephen Ogboh’s most recent poem to appear here was “Because We Came From the Same Cocoon” (October 2019).

the lies we lay in
By Emmanuel Stephen Ogboh
along came the cliff-edge-sharp line of divide
and i was an empty train,
pumping thick black smoke over
fields of wheat and swamps of bamboo,
knocking over scrawny scarecrows and
swearing to insouciant birds that
I don’t miss you . . .
and you, an unmanned ship,
searing schools of salmons
clearing gatherings of sharks
with your rusty—yet steady—anchor
drawing ripples and icicles on uncharted seas
“I’m free like a bird,” you sang.
but the birds don’t believe you—or your song.
i was fleeing.
you were coursing.
last night,
when the goddesses of truth
built a hanging bridge, we met—
and the butterflies were still there.


4 Responses to “the lies we lay in”

  1. Charlene james says:

    Oh, this is wonderful, read again and again.

  2. when the goddesses of truth
    built a hanging bridge, we met—
    and the butterflies were still there.

  3. Well done! Beautiful!!

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