Duty-free love

She sent me for duty free perfume
Smuggled love that suspended me 
in jest

Who told her that love should have a scent?

For we both expected our tales
to buy us time, 
time was the very fragrance,
with which all our deeds were measured

I wish I had told her of my luck in-flight
I wish I hadn't dropped the 40ml bottle
in business class distractions, 
that tucked me in bed

She shouldn't have sent me for duty free 
perfume

***
Kenya Airways, KQ 418, 30,000 ft
6th December 2014

Freed prisoners

Its a pity I can't keep you
for the gold in bonds

Freed prisoners tend to
bring out brawls

Today am sorry I left you
for another man's pawn.

* * *
December 2014
Nairobi

Fantasy home

You pretended you knew
words to my song,

Bare chested neckline and
a second hand thong

Swinging left then right
Your hips were worn

How else could we court you
from your fantasy home?

****
December 2014
Buruburu, Nairobi

The I Priest

To the I-Priest
proud like a pregnant goat
Most sermons you preach
only teach your ghosts

of those flocks you lost
in abundance

How many more children will
you defrock
You've been seen and heard to boast
to your flock,

Of late night escapades with widows
in frocks

***
November 2014
Kendu-Bay

What I saw

If I told you what I saw
You'd know that
most people don't care to throw

But if its a thing to be
sold
Who else
would remain within this
broken raw

***
December 2-14