Poetry Night

She speaks, 

To me, her flashing smile

"How am I doing? she dares...

Ingihliziyo yam'
is duct taped and shit,
but umlomo wam'
Rallies a lie

"No.. ngisharp"

Izandla zam'
zibotshw' emova
umzimba shaking like crazy
but i smile ngoba wonk' umuntu

Uthi

"zonke izinto zizoba right"

Ngingamabala,
Is'lungu sesisinda

a tonne of words

heavy like bricks.
strapped to my chest 

 i'm sinking.

And yet here she is,
braids to the floor,
my heart, her stepping stone.
Engibuz' ubuthutha with a smile

DA'FUCK YOU ASKIN'?
ufuna ukwaz' ini?
how i fucked my walls up
Ngasuka!!!

Well, mntwan' nomuntu,

Yeka
ngikubhalele ivesi
ngolokhu...

Maybe uzofunda
ibibili lam'

Impilo yam'
ibi-smarti, my shit was intact
but after a hug and your number
my jericho walls crumbled..

heaven i once said,
YOLO my moto
Rogue my middle name
NOW!!

Ngiyaz' buza
Yini, long-distance

Enhlizweni yam'

Last week bengiyibhoza,
a drummer, even called myself a player
a queue of
the skirts walking, through my door,

Today, ngis'thutha
o-fatboy call me pussy,
malema"s no vaseline
my reality

"NO NGISHARP"!!!!....
"NO NGISHARP"!!!!????
Dafucks wrong
with this picture

"well, this shit dont happen everyday.."
thank you for coming into my life.
turning love into torture.
I am unbarred, unshattered..
fueled by your missing
red painted nail.

fuck you for smiling,
fuck you for laughing
fuck you for black panties
in the elavator

yet thank you for your lies
and your well wound tales
In that "you make them believe you're in love" game
you the expert....

clearly I am amateur night
ha ha!! my audience
piled up socks, torn jeans from the fight,
Your cream blouse and scarf, my laundry.

smh, I hold my own gun and shoot me sometimes, dont i?

So
sengithula,
sengiyi phuma and
Goooooaa Awaaay!!
the last words engikuzwakhuluma..

eish, uhambo lunzima
umzimba uyavuma, ingqondo iyabuza
and yet ihliziyo is hoping, you'll come back..

FUCKKKK!!!
Shit the bus has left,
not that you care.. but damn!!!
its over and you still messin' my shit-up?