An Intercourse of Death

An Intercourse of Death

An intercourse of death calls
and a missing sister,
a missing daughter,
springs off her feet in response.
Her mother’s warnings against
university boys turn rootless
because, ruthless they may be,
but her date was a graduate.

Her date was smoking weed
while awaiting her, and
her surprise isn’t tall enough.
Friends have warned
against this tout she calls a boyfriend.
Her ears stood dumb to all warnings
and numb to all pleadings

‘He used to be a cult don while
he was in the university,’ they say.
‘He was part of a rape mob that
killed a black campus,’ they say.
He can change, she insists
and continues propelling an
assignation, a great love notion.

Her eyes only pleads for him
to give up weed.
He smiles and waves her indoors
while his smoking pleasure
died in the outdoor breeze of time.
Indoors she eats the rice awaiting,
and unknown to her brain’s knob,
there was use of weed as spice

When dices replaced her eyeballs
and puzzles colored her mind,
he comes in full vital sex desires.
His kiss has waves from a distance,
and his aroused nature had less time
for caresses and fondling.
Her tickled breast enjoys laughter,
and her triangle had lost its senses.
It was great loosing her virginity
but now pathetic loosing her
triangular senses.

When her triangle had a bite
of the first apple,
it was with caution.
The apple had a condom on,
But now, no condom was on.
She moans unashamedly
as her shamefaced mind blurs.

She dies slowly beneath pumps
and groans of a cannibal.
He continues to bleat and roar
and pant and howl.
Dead pussy, dead girl…
Slowly he stops and weeds
get blown off like seeds

Missing she had become,
and nowhere was all about
her mother’s forecast.
The cruelty of a cultist slices
her in beats like beef, and flushes
her down into the suck-away.
A sucked away life!
A blackened sugar gone
too soon.

But how does the earth announce
her death? It had to be left
in the way a mother draws
her missing girl.
A cultist had escaped the claws of
crime watchers, and continues
smoking more weed.



14 thoughts on “An Intercourse of Death” by Idoko (@julemyles)

  1. I enjoyed this but i’m not exactly sure what happened to her. Did she die? How?

  2. the story is not really clear
    could you shed a little light?

  3. I like this!
    So, did she die or catch a deadly virus; which will ultimately lead to her death? You have it tagged ‘death’ but am speculating still.
    Twas easy to comprehend. Well done!

  4. I really like when a poem is used to tell a story, I like this Idoko.

  5. This is good Idoko. One typo though, think the work suck-away should be soak-away. Other thatn that, this is a beautiful story painted with poetry.

  6. Dead pussy, dead girl…
    Slowly he stops and weeds…

    The lines above indicates she dies while the sex was going on…

    Missing she had become,
    and nowhere was all about
    her mother’s forecast.
    The cruelty of a cultist slices
    her in beats like beef, and flushes
    her down into the suck-away.
    A sucked away life!
    A blackened sugar gone
    too soon.

    The above stanza tells us how she had gone missing off planet earth; the cultist, not knowing what to do with her body, slices her with an axe in beats, and flushed her pieces into the toilet down the soak-away(thanks Lawal Opewemi for pointing out the typo)…

    It is a sad but true story written in memory of the lost girl…

    1. A true story??!!! What kind of animal chops up a body, even if dead? He’s EVIL! How was he caught?

      1. did you not hear of the briefcase murder in US recently where the killer send the pieces of the victim home to the mother in a briefcase?

  7. Good one. It was quite easy decode at first reading. Kinda was wondering why the confusion. A sad story. But as literature, good and well told.

  8. @Lade: The girl remains missing till date… Parents are praying for her return.. The police claim to be searching… The cultist who did this had to disclose to a fellow cultist-friend who lit the rumor which came to my ears… If the ‘animal’ hadn’t done that, he would be in jail now…

  9. Aside the fact that this really happened, I must say that this was brilliantly written. Well done Bro!

  10. i can only shake my head at the story…nice poem.

  11. good poetry, i got along with all of it.

  12. Deep and explicit, wow….so pple still write like this…..#pls do not read if ur under 18…or 4get wht u read alredy….<Wen dices replaced her eyes n her tickled breasts enjoys laughter…then d fondling part & her "triangle"….these are my favorites…..#nuff sed…..

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