How Love Becomes a Silhouette
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How Love Becomes a Silhouette
There is this song I dig deep
to break its lyrics: its rhythm
is in early school assembly
drums & watching happy
children running to school.
-& sometimes, like loving
a girl who is water, the song
loses its chord, breaking into
a pond of my own teenage years
& how my first girlfriend slips
from memory becoming a true
fountain, gushing out like a proud
sea, drifting into cadence of candor
& how love becomes a silhouette
of song, or perhaps, a question mark
around my lips, asking rhetoric of yore.
~ Ifeoluwa Ayandele
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Ifeoluwa Ayandele has completed his MA in English (Literature) at the University of Lagos, Nigeria. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Verse Daily, Rattle, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Little Stone Journal, Pidgeonholes, Peekingcat Poetry, Mojave He [art] Review, Burning House Press, Neologism Poetry Journal, Kin Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria and you can follow him on twitter @IAyandele
