Miss Miskeena

Hello Mr Calm, gentle and kind


You said I filtered myself —
so here is a poem.

Made special for you.
No need for a cipher.

Please, no longer grace me with your presence.

Your absence?
Far more peaceful.

And that good guy act of yours?
Save it for the next damsel.

Maybe she’ll be
“Sudanese enough”
for you.

Mr. Good Guy —
that raised voice of yours?
Echoed
from the other end of the country.


Your disappearing act?
Was exactly what
my heart
craved.

So please,
don’t flatter yourself.
Or hide for my benefit.


A ghost
has no personality anyway.