pick the ear off the beach and press it to yr seashell
bleed the gory adjectives and leave out all the details
rise over run
we're overrun
and overcome
what's overdone
the horizon falls
we trace the sunlite thru the fog
run below rise
sloping down
we fractionize
we'd rather climb
but we're not done
eyes rise up
uprise and run
pick the ear off the beach and press it to yr seashell
bleed the gory adjectives and leave out all the details
as the clam blood flows to you
into yr ears and right on thru
eustachian tubes and bounces off the skull
it comes out mouths
words drop
knees fall
onto the sand
you fall onto the sand
you fall onto the sand
you fall
you are the sand
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