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He must have wiped the mucus of reason-a pus from his brain
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He must have wiped

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the mucus of reason-

a pus from his brain

the night he saw her body

swollen, ready to be poked by his fleshy pincers

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How couldn’t he know that

her meat is the only food

he was forbidden from eating.

but the demons in his groins

ashore, swam viciously across hormones.

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How do you forbid a lion

whose lips have known strange blood

from ploughing the land further

meant for another farmer

outside the blood circle

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So every night like a devil

he’d crawl out of a daughter’s skin

and scold her to tell nobody of the deed.

Agbaakin O. Jeremiah,is a Nigerian poet who studied law at the University of Ibadan. He has been awarded in few contests: A finalist in 2014 Christopher Okigbo Poetry Contest, PIN Challenge, and currently a five-time finalist of Briggite Poirson Poetry Contest in 2016. He is published or forthcoming on Sentinel Literary Quarterly, BPPC Anthology, The Kalahari Review, Sub-Saharan Magazine, African Writer, NCL, Elsieisy, W. R. R, Kreative Diadem, etc. He also writes prose. This poem was first published on poetry.wrr.ng

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