Bees Knees

We love the gradient transition

I discussed it with my neighbour

Hood, it’s hard not to want a real one

So bad I might have to steal ideas from everything around

Including my own dysfunction

Revelling in drug habits so close

Quarters and I walk by with my stealthily sly eyes

Smile eyed bride

Of weed

And my Ukulele, right now in bed uku-laying beside me

Toking long into the night, I cough and analyze my smoking technique

Maybe if I was quicker on my feet, I wouldn’t be so fast to admit defeat

At that old planting seeds gig

Planting trees, an ecstasy so deep with relief when I see no more in front of me

And yet without the constant toiling suffering nothing means much more of anything

Try breathing wide I tell my poor belly

An aching food bag I played this sag play once before now I’m sore

But happy like weird bees knees I’ll take two with honey please

Fuzzy legged buzzing furs sure I’ll let them land

Stillness is the secret sickle weapon i hold in the palm of my hand

Daddy gave me wifi once more in a hard camp

Sleeping with the Sun

Today, I swallowed the sun and commanded the wind

As the sun made slow passionate warm love to my every pore, I felt it enter me

I wasn’t aware of how the horrors of being black in America had dimmed by inner light

I wasn’t aware of how angry

I was

How jaded

I was

How broken

I had become

But when the sun gently licked me from head to toe

When the sun went soo deep I had to moan

I was reminded of the pleasure I could feel

And what the sun left inside of me at the height of its shine was no fleeting emptiness of euphoria lost

It was the strength to carry on

So I let my breath become the wind

And with a moan deeper than the hidden crevices of mother nature’s womb

I exhaled the pain

The anger

The sorrow

The hate

That the white man’s world injected deep into my veins

I never saw the syringe coming

But it penetrated me

There was no consent

My passport is the drink he bought me

My citizenship is the lifestyle he finances

How treacherous is the devil that he made his way onto the welcome committee of life, shaking hands with each of us

Buying our silence

Scheming us out of our freedom

But the sun taught me how to surrender myself to love again

How to ride the sensual waves of a love so deep that goose-flesh comes to deck to witness the smooth miracle of turbulence

The white man may have mastered fire as he burned down my country and yours

But I guarantee you that the light now filling me carries heat that even fire cannot fathom

Today,

I swallowed the sun and commanded the wind.

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