SANTA’S PAUSE

 

If you are not
Pushing
The night
To a
Cherry-Xmas
And happy
New sin
Happy
Because you think
You can finger
Your way to meet God
In your honking cab
You will have
To order
Your next
Xmas-fig
From amazon

IF YOU SAY MY MIND IS DIRTY

 

If you say
My mind is dirty
Show yours.
Show me
How you screw yourself
How you rain on
Your own fingers

Why your chest
My chest
Are bare chests

Why should you
Worry who lubed
The tunnel first
There are
Many questions
than asking
Who did what first?

When you are tired of
Riding your feelings.
Ride me

About the Poet
Wale OwoadeWale Owoade is a Nigerian poet. His works have appeared or forthcoming in publications like: Dverse Anthology of World Contemporary Poets, Via GrapeVine II, The Lake Poetry Journal, The Bombay Review, Maple Tree Literary Supplement, Yellow Chair Review, Black Mirror Magazine, Eunoia Review, Afri-Poet, ELSEWHERE: New African Poetry Section, The Zoomoozophone Review, Radar Poetry Journal, African Writer, WORD Up, The Kalahari Review, The New Black Magazine, London and many others. Wale is the Publisher and Managing Editor of EXPOUND: A Magazine of Arts and Aesthetics and is currently working on his debut manuscript.