Menstruation

Nights when I watch the hours turn
As shadows struggle with the moon’s cause
And just after the two longest minutes have passed
While my temple of love clings still to my heavy heart
I birth the loss of you and the ill you tried to burden me with
Because it is very human to be human
And pride comes before a fall.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Kitchen in my religion

Hands deep in the communal water
Love, the kitchen cupboards, dishes
Piled up again to live out my religion

My feet and my heart, compassion
How comforting the steaming kettle
Whistling my life pressures away

Naked before all of my confessions
I now wipe the table clear of dirt
Breathe hymns into the soft season.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

The First Nordic sun

Excuse me please
While I talk and sing in the shower
While I dance naked in the streets
While I swing from street lamp to street lamp

Pardon me please
While I unbutton my winter jacket
While I leave it on the pavement
While I surrender to the sun

Do forgive me please
While I giggle when I see you
While my heat and secrets meet
While I play the music louder

All apologies but
I can not hold my heart in
Thoughts alive in my tongue
My veins are laughing and speeding
Something unravels every moment
Because the Twin Peaks season is over
Am I this lucky up all night
Er det virkelig sant
Is it really true.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.