Opterorectomy

 

i'm the one fallen angels come to 

for their free opterorectomy 


i stitch flesh with drugged silk threads


and rape them in their unconscious slumber 


they wake and leave, thanking me 


as i swallow my vexation 


for if i'm them i'd never be dewinged 


but they'd soon in dozens visit 


mourning over their lost wings 


and their raped white innocences 


over cups of digoxined coffee 


while pulling the strings of my limits.

 

*****

 

after all the boys we been through 


you went to the hole, picked a rash 


now the punctuation in your lies is deafening 


i've swam in waters under the bridge 


emerging something other than 


the G.U.Y you knew or that i used to be 


but possessed by Onryo, his flaming wrath 


for jealousy is the green whirlwind 


in which my plans boil and run 


as days flow into hot pots of atonement 


and all we ever were bleeds slowly 


trickling down white tiled stairs 


to invoke the spirit of your death

Stephen Emmanuel Ogboh

 

Bio:  Stephen Emmanuel Ogboh is a young Nigerian poet who loves writing about his observations and experiences. His works have appeared or are forthcoming in Tuck, Matador Review, Well of Excellence Magazine, Chelsea Review and elsewhere.