Two Poems by Wanjiku Njeri
- Wanjiku Njeri
- Oct 1
- 1 min read
by Wanjiku Njeri
One at a Time
My mind explodes
with visions vivid
flashbacks clear as day
of the two of you
in an embrace entwined—
your eyes beady
your bodies sweaty...
our bed unmade
our vows broken
our love shattered.
Visions that repeatedly
and all too relentlessly
unleash thoughts dark
demons strong, unrelenting
vanquishing sleep and
dragging me straight to hell
one aching limb at a time.
She Doesn’t Know
She eyes me squinty
attempts to laugh it off
exactly like she always does
when I ask about the towel
besmudged by lipstick bloody red.
She stares me in the eyes
quite content to boldly cheat―
to lie about last night’s events:
that hot kiss behind the tents
that Miss. Stacy her lips so blest.
She wants me to wholly trust
her assertion that what I saw
from a whole damn foot away
as I so soberly sauntered past
was nothing… a dumb, drunken mistake.
She doesn’t know what I know:
that crazy Stacy wants to get at me
to punish me for a misdeed long past
a slight unintentional that she once swore
never ever to forgive, or to somehow forget.
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