I climbed towards you on a ray of moonlight
that filtered through a hole in my straw-thatched house
When I had reached the smiling arch of your mouth among
the stars
you came to me
open under the sea of your body the heaving wave under
my body
my heart beating to the rhythm of yours moving to the
rhythm of your tribe the people of the mountain;
your serpent form writhing beneath mine
I sucked your cobra’s poison from your broken lips
And my fever mounted like a sickness.


        Boundzeki-Dongala (Congo-Kinshasa)