I moved to Athens for a relationship
but the woman I moved for
threw in the chips
she flipped the script
straight switched / eclipsed
& quit being the love of my life.
She was no longer a woman I recognized
She / hypnotized me
with her lies
She / literally pulled
the wool over my eyes
She / came at me
cloaked in disguise
& I was none the wise-er
I believed her.
wearing brass bangles & cowrie shells like she was nature’s Black woman
made of Mississippi River & Georgia red clay,
but I should’ve seen thru her when she covered her gray
w/temporary dye in a can.
throws rocks & hides her hands
makes promises that can’t withstand
they don’t demand
an absolute truth.
& I promise you this ain’t no I hate her poem.
It’s an I thank her poem
A gratitude poem
for reminding me that my gut knows better poem
that truth & love will have the final word in reality poem
an appreciation poem
for reconnecting me to my divine self poem
for re-centering my attention on the universe poem
a thank you poem
for getting out of my way so I can meet her poem
is like a rose that grew from concrete
That blade of grass between my feet
That gust of wind in summer’s heat
A neat glass of scotch
Just smooth & ill
like 1980s hip hop
Got me wantin to dance to EZ Rock
Cuttin a rug w/the pop & lock
Bustin thru a crowd w/shell tops
& a big ol’ clock
around my neck.
She’s a rainbow in a cloud
A disco ball spinning light on crowds
The silence that makes the quiet loud
& I quietly want to love her.
I want to breathe her in
like I am pulling a Cohiba.
Bask in her glory
like delighting in the Orisha.
Take her hand
& make her my senorita
She’s muy bonita
& if she let me,
I’d kiss her all over her face--
my hallelujia for God’s merciful grace
cause coming to Athens ain’t been a waste.
I found a light in a shadowed space
A reminder that love’s all over the place
If I just wait
& let it be.