The Phantom In My Brain
miracle sleeps
in a coffin—a boy
the sun appears
pale like onlookers
drawn in black blood
the moon
died last night
with his shadow
those close to him
became cursed
with unbelief
he visits home in
scenes of broken mirrors
the black movie
in my eyes play
the boy’s ghost
mouths the wind
& his dust inspires
me— a god in tears
Nwankwo Prosper .O. is a happy-ish Nigerian poet. You can reach him on Twitter @NwankwoProsper8.
