at base four,
the sounds of waist beads are heightened
by Fela’s Afro-beat
a disco light calls you out from the dark
like the night calls for the moon
your client is a black-knuckled teen
impoverished by mosquito
by malaria
impoverished by Lady-White skin care
her kwashiorkored stomach
is nothing different
she lies unfazed with contempt
overwhelmed by the weight of your masculinity
overwhelmed as you pour more masculinity into her
she bargains for a life line:
two rounds and half a fraction of it
at base four,
sex is a lifeline
an antidote for many deaths.
Joseph Akinnawonu is a young wannabe writer, who lives in Lagos, Nigeria. He is currently working on his chapbook.
Twitter: Majorakins
IG: mayoakins
Cover Photo by Martin Lopez from Pexels
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