NEVER SAY DIE

53, 6, 7
Three direct, two sure
5, 3 – 2, 1 – 7, 10

A siesta revelation – 31, 9, 14
Like a vertex before the
horizon: Hail Mary, full of grace
16, 17, 66

69, from a pink-lipped
yells in whisper, one banker,

a fairy from fluffy firmament
69, yes, no, maybe, sure, kiss me.

In the name of the Father, 6,
and of the Son, 9,
and of the Holy Wind. Amen.

Blood + money + hope +
fate = 6, 8, 2 – whisper

Time for jackpot – jackpotitis
stand, one, three, direct, two, sure,
permutation – jackpotitis – 1, 1, 1
On the cardiac wall, a thrombosis.

Never say die – 1, 1, 1

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GOD MEETS MAN

when you kill a seed
you bury a forest

& the god of the thicket never
peter out from your trance

& you conjecture many speculations
because you think life is math

& then you come face to face
with the insanely colossal

& all his celestial minions
which entice you back to front

& you fall face down, rheum plus
tears cascading your orifices

& you become mentally nude,
left right and centre

& you will know that God was
the first to sew a leather jacket

& the distinction is overwhelming
when God meets man

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Poems © Success Akpojotor
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