Seventh Wonder by Joba the Poète

One Poem Only · Oct 23, 2025 · 2m

Seventh Wonder

Joba the Poète

Seven wonders of the world

yet I trip like the leaning tower of Pisa

when you sing out my name

with a nine minus two, or rather still,

six plus one,

the seventh scale of the seventh chord

you love the most.

What a time to feel this way,

even such is time—

and perchance God did not rest on

the seventh day,

perhaps He spent seven more hours

perfecting your seventieth curve.

But I do not know this story of creation

so well as to whether they were seven days

or they were seven years,

because a woman as you couldn't have been made

in seven rushing minutes, out from…