In Defense of Solitude

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

 in here   my fingersthough trepidatory        knowhow to swab guilt off my forehead &break sadness  into driblets     Iown the air around my shin   & remainunstartled by gnats pouringout of my pores    this is where I learnownership of my darkness    wheremy soul assumes its natural state—a childfolded into a box atthe foot of a Christmas tree—I purchasehope with science    grind logic intomy lotion.      in a man   there aremany mansions    the mostimportant one ishis name.