Was climbing a tree climbing a solar experience

Was waltzing the temptations of the leaves

Was wing in chlorophyll, greening my pathos

Was in the shadows as in the mood of a flowering tan

Was reading the spots on the skin of a talkative squirrel

Was hoping a Nobel could xylem through to the best human beast

Was arboreal in the post-human, seven harams away from sainthood

Was poetry was prose in the visual silence

Was fallen in Eden, liberated from orgasms

Was threesome oneness happening ever-after

Obododimma Oha teaches Stylistics, Semiotics, and Creative Writing in the Department of English at the University of Ibadan, Nigeria. His poems have appeared in Otoliths, Shadowtrain, Postcolonial Text, Portal, African Writing Online, Sentinel Poetry Online, and several literary anthologies.

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