Sleep is sanctuary—
man’s trouble is seduced,
stripped of its ferociousness.
Here I am safe
from nagging worries
until the alarm shrills.
The sun wakes me with a kiss
where he’d bruised me yesterday.
Life is turned on, again—
I won’t go down on my knees today.
Photo Credits: Pexels
Jide Badmus is an electrical engineer, inspired by beauty and destruction; he believes that things in ruins were once beautiful. Jide explores themes around sensuality and healing. His literary philosophy is wrapped around ambiguity and brevity. He is the author of There is a Storm in my Head, Scripture, and Paper Planes in the Rain; curator of Vowels Under Duress and Coffee poetry anthologies. Badmus writes from Lagos, Nigeria. You can reach him on twitter @bardmus, IG @instajhide, & email email@example.com
3 days ago
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