In Defense of Solitude

I imagine hiding inside
My loneliness because it is convenient – Saddiq Dzukogi

 in here   my fingers
 though trepidatory        know
 how to swab guilt off my forehead &
 break sadness  into driblets     I
 own the air around my shin   & remain
 unstartled by gnats pouring 
 out of my pores    this is where I learn
 ownership of my darkness    where
 my soul assumes its natural state—a child
 folded into a box at 
 the foot of a Christmas tree—I purchase
 hope with science    grind logic into
 my lotion.      in a man   there are
 many mansions    the most
 important one is
 his name.
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