Sunday, August 09, 2015

denim jacket come downs
longing for dishwashers
and escape

his baby face anxiety chatter
interrupted only by a weathered 
leering drunk's ever expansion of space
the body language of 
three young girls 
not obvious enough

my knuckles rolling knots 
around rings

the soft palms of african train cops
the weight of ancestral 
mountains once cut down 
now fists to enforce fines

capital and despair

two young queers 
new to worlds and roles
panting hot from bikes
in accentuated cadence
excited to be going somewhere

we sit mute
faces in screens
the violence of the other
our bodies out of place
dormant and afraid

waiting to get off


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