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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