POEM OF THE WEEK – Nightmares VII by Ayoola Goodness Olanrewaju

nightmares VII
i see old children paddling canoes on sandy stones
heading to heaven…
and there is the ocean of blood- clot
wearing the cologne of murdered tendrils…
the fishes are now giant zombies…
if you take the next door there
it is where safety is not safe
where the blind prophesy the apocalypse for the seeing…
here is the upside down
i am upside down…
Ayoola Goodness ©2016