Monday, October 12, 2009

Me.



If I am black now
like your butane in the butt
wild in singing crow londoners
gasping bust

POE
POE
BPOE


with bubble gum bubbles
from out its ears

Henry Threadgill
to the 70's AIR
sunglasses lost
and found and private
bodies

If I am earthman, woomond
horticlique-cher's sonny
abonition

if I am ebonics
as a white man
my body
my existence

If I never touch that goddamn latte'
again I would rather be
Sonny Rollins' _There is no Greater Love_

Romance.
of what?

being cool.

I was fucking cool.
You'll probably never know
how fucking cool I was.

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