Come Back Later

December 29, 2010
By Kasiemobi Udo-okoye GOLD, Oakland, California
Kasiemobi Udo-okoye GOLD, Oakland, California
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Come back when the jungle's quiet.
When I'm done with the prayers and the vibrato and the swearing,
Then we can talk.
Come back when the bread is ready and the sky is finished disintegrating,
And I'll have a nice lie ready for you.
Come back when I'm not so sinful and not so proud of it.
I'll take off my bells and my war paint.
Maybe I'll wash the applause and the gold dust out of my ears,
And I'll become normal.
Come back when I'm normal.

The author's comments:
How does it feel to come down from a moment of exultation? There are wild, ambitious aspirations in each of us, things that nobody expects of us, things that are often surprising to people who supposedly know us. How do we reconcile that inner vivacity with the ordinary world?

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