Ebi Robert - BREAKFAST IN HEAVEN

After roving the day-night-day
to collect morning of men,
descrying a sleepless sleep in dwell.
White beauties rouse first joy
with serpentine sluice seeping through
trickling runes.

A dinner set in a grey nose- gay
Sooping in worship.
A squeaking golden plate tinkles of
strange colours and mild dyne
winding from the alveolar-ridge.

In a bouncing bowl boils praises
rising from the onomatopoetic solos
escorted by squalls from the fall and rise
Vowels rehearsed by tone tinsels.
As angels hold on to lyrics to ebb
slow vibes runs the endless beat
reverberating in easement.
In slow cheers sacrament

the tea smells with an everlasting scent.
The milk smoked breast, so strange.
The bread beaked without stain
of testimonies evident forevermore.

Ebi Robert

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