Waterforest

I know this street
I walked this street,
When they still called it broccoli

By any measure
I felt the strain of its fiber
Riot as night terrors
Whispering to insomniacs
All the years it took old broccoli to break
When shadows hawked along its walk
Creating a community of silhouettes
That replaced each other
In swaying guard,
Day and night

I know this street
I walked this street
When they still called it Broccoli

- wf 2008 -

I lie in the corner-quiet
For my ma this once
She needs the sleep today
It’s her first in a week.
Though asphyxiation makes me black
I can’t call her
To fit this tube in
The doctor says it no use without India
It’s so sad I have to leave you ma.