the forests calls for a dinner
the leaves and thorns plunge
into the sea for seashells
beneath leviathans
all the animals beckons the tortoise
in a quagmire
the squirrel leaps overboard
succumbing to the shadows
of convolution
in the arboreal
a tiger’s head prized for dinner
was the whisper
and when the sun climbed
beside the hills
as the serpent slithers to
the call
thunderstrikes accost the tree trunks
and everything
drowned into nothing
Aremu Olatunde is a performance poet, author. He loves the thought of writing in Seychelles, Santorini and other sublime climes.
