A10: Deflate (1:14)
(As a child a ball was good so long as it bounced ‘n’ a kitten so long as it lived. Anything in fact you held in yr hands would die or deflate)
(& I’m the type to break it down)
(I got gray hairs ‘n’ can’t sleep)
(Now, full grown, you must die with yr fingers lacing yr back)
(Scrathin’, scratchin’)
(& I, held in nobody’s hands must quietly deflate in the dark)
(& every time you listen to this recording, you can say with sincerity, this is another important day in my life. For you listening to the system that never fails, and as you understand and apply its principles, you too will have improved physical, mental, ‘n’ moral health, happiness, wealth, ‘n’ success)
(Aw yeah!)
The British-Somali poet draws upon everything from leftfield folk to minimalist spoken-word, bound together by simple-yet-cutting wordplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2021