I want to sing like Beyoncé by Ayomide ‘Wes Oriolowo
Let me hide in your hands like a prayer point, darling. Open up
Who else can you see except us? Silence is a third party. Ask me what
dreams are; sing my art from your tongue.
Let me hear my melodies scattered in your head
like a mixtape
Whisper me softly I do not want to be a broken wish.
Never leaving the tongue a fallen hero; another letter for ink.
If I die let it be as smoke a traveler galloping.
By chance, if I get to live let it be as a genie
shapeshifting; never finding home in just one body.
november 28th, 2020Ayomide ‘Wes Oriolowo is a Nigerian poet and essayist, a lover of God and Counterintuitive thinking. His poem was longlisted for the Syncity NG’s ‘Poetry in Times of Corona’ 2020 Anthology. Some of his works are featured or forthcoming in Praxis Mag, Odd Magazine, Kalahari Reviews, Mineral Lit Mag, The African Writers and elsewhere.
He is a final year student of Bowen University and currently lives in Ibadan. You can reach out to him on Instagram and Twitter @ayo_soars or send a mail to ayomidewesoriolowo@gmail.com.