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I BURN INCENSE ON MY LIPS

I ferry alone, in tidal fate,
This short journey to sweet death, a solemn song
Playing in my mouth as I offer libations
On this altar
They say you must pay your debt
To be a free man
But my paradise lies in this mortgage I signed
On the brink of lust
I do not wish to be freed
For I saw pain in the immunity of power
I know its different colours
Like the orange glint it bears in the eyes
Of a girl wielding her charms on a faithful lover
So, every night, I burn incense on my lips,
Rid myself of this cassock
And say my last prayers.





Ilekwachi Miracle Perpetua: I am a graduate of industrial chemistry from Imo state university and a post graduate student at the university of Nigeria, Nsukka. A lover of literature and anything that depicts art in its beauty. When I am not researching on chemical compounds, I’m either reading or writing poems. I write from Taraba state. You can find me Instagram @ilekwachimiracle.

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