Sink A Shaft

Dark night babe
toss and turn
the clouds above
you make the sober go drunk
come in from the cold
warm you up
sink down our throat
the clouds above
mountain so high
sink babe sink
sink a shaft
move slowly down the mountain
down our throats
toss and turn babe
sink on me
all night
in dark nights clouds above
you make the sober go drunk
sink babe sink
sink it smooth
sink a shaft

 

Television

In my dreams
tell a vision
you sitting on the loo
red lips
chewing gums
smoking cigarettes
between your fingers
your eyes see
a central line
in a vision
of my dreams
cats can pass

 

One Leg In

One leg in
another leg out
tight me up
strongly sewn
visible mending
back pocket trademark
silver buttons attached
not woven once
twice or thrice
die is mos botsotsos
back pocket
front pocket
nog ‘n maal talk to me
die is mos botsotsos
pull high
stretch on a high way
ons pedestry moet doves
no attention to whistlers my weebit
no hearing sweet nothings
strongly sewn
die is mos botsotsos

 

Nonhlanla

Nonhlanla is gone
tears pearls laughter
dreads survey my toes
touch of anguish
pat my mind
the target is found
Nonhlanla is gone
they nailed her
pink nails oozing
they dragged her
reshuffled her
off the ground
pinned her tongue
hanging loose
blood pool flooded
to dry up heavens
Nonhlnala is gone
staring
into the dark
tired of nkosi yami
go away
biting my lips
my dark room walls
caressing the belt
to end the beginning
of a faraway song
in my mind
Zion bells ring
bayavuya
umoya wami
uyakathazeka
voices crying
in the dark
darkness
swallos the light
my heart
has stopped beating
no mercy in Zion
Nonhlanla is gone

 

Hungry Violent Boys Crack

Hungry violent boys crack
a blue movie sound track
weaving seeds of sin pact
counting one two three
they keep their dreams intact
against cracked walls of faith
through thin circles of fate
one foot tripped off in a dream
another bites the stream
dreams that felt the strain
from his tinted brain kicking
his mental blackout tricks
searching their backs for coin stacks
it is cold down there
they chant a slogan for warmth
release all prisoners
praise poets of the people
for a comfortable position
thin circles of fate stretched out