Raw | a poem by Kayode Olla

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yesterday yes yesterday wed-
nes… day yes wednesday twilight wednesday
…really looks like looks
like i’m beginning to fall for
him after all!

oh yes yesterday
twilight yesterday wednesday
’can still see him wind quietly, daringly
to my window yesterday
wednesday and coo again
through my windowpane
But
…no no!

yes his oh my! his broad broad
shoulders deep rough deep
voice oh my goodness! his hard
hard iron pinning someone down his
keen masculine keen penetrating
perfume poured inside me as i
just opened my secret door for
him after all…
God! what are you thinking girl!

come on be sensible you’re
engaged girl! i’m marrying soon what’s wrong?
but soon yes no date no date just as
soon as my prince charming returns for
his sweetheart here from his quest for pastures new
in faraway kings-town or king-dome
and then returns with me… to live
our happily-ever-after there! but
But
…no.

what the hell! who knows what
he is up to there too? yes
how am i so sure so sure he’s not seeing
somebody else too how am i so
sure? so sure!
But
…ok-ay!

…Ugh
you’re staying too long behind
king of my castle
these tempting advances here are
are killing me! you’re staying too long behind
king of my castle but remember your
promise uh?
these tempting advances
are killing me! but you know i
promised i’ll wait for you
these tempting advances are
are killing me! but you know i—
…Ugh!

what the hell! what the freaking hell!
wake up girl! it’s 21st century! freaking 21st century!
love is game people say!
and i can well play along!
free world!

… oh yes yesterday twilight
oh twilight yesterday
’can still see him wind quietly, daringly
to my window yesterday
oh his goodness me! his deep rough
deep voice broad broad shoulders
eh my goodness! his hard hard iron
pinning someone down his
keen masculine keen penetrating
perfume poured inside me as i
just opened my secret door for
him after all…
God! what are you thinking girl!

look me! refined genteel refined
lady and raw thoughts raw thoughts raw
girlish instincts only repressed
for long in femininity canister!
God nah una fire wey dey refine i need o
make e comot dis dirti’ inside out a’ beg!
no more dis… dis ‘refined rawness’!
But
but…

oh his my goodness! his hard hard
iron pinning someone down his
keen masculine keen penetrating
perfume poured inside me as i
just opened my secret door for
him after all…

and yes he said yes he said… so
sweet he said he said
i love You …

Oh… boy! I think I’m in love!

———-

Kayode Taiwo Olla is a lecturer by daytime and a writer by dusk, with heart issues and mind themes being his muse’s fondest things. His books are a novel Sprouting Again and two poetry collections Softlie & Seven Loves, Seven Hates. His poems and short stories have appeared on litmags like Brittle Paper, Book Republic, NantygreensBlankpaperz, SankofaMag and The Nifeminist. He keeps a personal blog here.

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