30 March 2009
I, in the rear, watch
think of the wire to the fridge
in blurring inefficiency
they go off to a surrendering bed, but
I must remain here, thinking why
it might be like this or that
in analysis, the Nyeri rain
the Nanyuki bar, road to Isiolo
bringing me back home
the warmth of an Nkubu night
chopped pine, Mendelssohn, chess, monopoly too
the lights out at ten pm
the generator wanting to sleep
with the chorus of east African mosquito
other insect, the school uniform ostrich feather redundant
irrelevant to the time
elbow across north and south
Nanyuki bar of equator, but who cares, except me…
