She drew a snake upon my back

She drew a snake upon
my back
A snake that stole and sealed
my trust

She knew that snake would hold
my bag
I can't confess and hold
my cup

I'll have my say upon
her heart
Wonder which finger she used
to point my back?

She drew her snake upon my back.

***
July 2015 #POTUS
227 Nairobi

She's my big girl

She was my big girl
Mighty and spendthrift
her purse was packed with currency 
so liquid

I floated in white sands

Planted as I am 
I retained a stitched nose
Soon I was to be called
to inherit her bag

Surprise for my kinsmen
who now beg me in
turns

She is my big girl

* * *

Italian restaurant -Mtwapa, Kilifi
Aug 2015 #MaBeachBoy

But I thought she knew I was broke

But I thought she knew I was broke
Son of a tailor,
how could I afford iced toes?

Seems like am alone 
but yet I am owned

by distressed housewives
whose husbands got lost
in flimsy escapades
that they knew won't be 
owed

With currency so simple
Surely love must be 
bought

I wish she knew that I was broke

* * *
Kilifi, Aug 2015

She sent us the same text

I didn't know she sent us 
the same text
Nasty messages 
that made us invest

In forays so juvenile
Our appetite was ring-fenced
Have mercy Lord for
money can't fake

Her relentless acuity
to men who cheat 
and congregate to 
infest

***

Sun and Sand Beach
Kilifi, Coast
Aug 2015

She burnt my lips

She burnt my lips
Naughty french
kisses
Stolen on her man's back

We never knew how serious it was
Until we searched the greying walls
For scars from abortions
that left no trace

Still we kissed 
and wished him luck
as he punched the keys
to pay for our drinks

She burnt my lips.

* * *
Breeze Hotel, Busia
30/7/2015