In this uneven voice
My first words found you.
They were distant like a lost song
That came to me in this Lagos traffic,
They came to you timidly
Saying: come here and find me.
And your important words
Racing my heartbeat, to
The finish line in our present past,
They told me you found me,
A little piece of me.
But what did you find, my lovely?
Was it a man or a lost man?
Yesterday, I wore a new fragrance
I said your name into the crowded nothing,
I let it roll slowly off my tongue,
Let’s begin again.