Zulu



I found my self needing
A relief
A pill
A slap
A kiss
Separated, processed, altered cacao pulp
Chocolate, not crack officer
I didn’t know
No better than you

The answer was hidden somewhere
The other side of the rainbow
The other side of the black hole
The other side

I found words in Zulu
From a dear friend (Vusi Mahlasela)
A friend that hasn’t existed in my presence
Only in the waves through air
But it is strong in me to find you
And it’s the touch that I’ll miss most

April 2004