wall

FAKE DOORS

~ Che ~ 1 Comment

If you’re a wall
Don’t pretend to be a door
Or promise me a window
Stand tall to your word
So I can lean on you

When I’m feeling trapped
Gasping for air, seeking light
Don’t let me come running to you
Thinking you will open

I will hate you forever
But, more than that,
My trust will grow wings and fly away.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

HOTEL VIBES

~ Che ~ 4 Comments

In the night
Through the walls grown ears
I heard her vulgarly vigorously
Verbing the Noun
In tense sounds from the gutter.

In the morning
When masks grew faces
We passed each other in breakfast hallway
Polite good mornings, prim and properly
Breading smooth butter.

– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.