Sing About Me, I'm Dying Of Thirst

Sing About Me, I'm Dying Of Thirst

A Poem by Alvin L. Kathembe
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I want to make you sing, baby
Sing at the top of your lungs
I want you to grip me until it stings; maybe
Till the skin comes off in your hands.
You sit there and cross your legs
This pretending is such a farce -
I have what you need, you have what I want;
You are drenched, and I am parched.
Have you seen the solution yet?
Are you ready to leave this party?
Look at you; so goddamn wet
And me, so goddamn thirsty

© 2015 Alvin L. Kathembe



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Alvin L. Kathembe
Alvin L. Kathembe

Nairobi, Kenya



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