My petite prison

by Sibabalwe Oscar Masinyana

... amazed
How i walked past it countless times
All those years before -
Listlessly, clearly -
For now in this photo
Though captured from an angle 
i instantly recognise
i see it as if
for the first time:

this aint the first time
this's happened to me

Et il a évolué

by Sibabalwe Oscar Masinyana

Now and then you hear
A hiss
Things go still
There’s a lull
So dull you hear your ears ring
i suppose you comfort yourself about now–
This is the life i live
i best enjoy enduring it
Silence, hiss and all