Hawk
A bunch in my pocket
call it a locket
the rules that I walk with
town what I talk with
now that I'm off it
down with a knock in
all that I'm lost and
sea with shark fin
found with a lost and
jean with a share bin
every where and where I've been?
Everywhere and where I've sinned?
What all I'm wearing.
Favors I've called in.
Fingers I've placed rings.
Dingos I've chased and
the wilderness we've been doing work on.
The hills we've been blowing horns on.
Tonight we do what we will and yawn
before the barrel of the cannon dream.
Chaste you what does the dawn mean to me?
All green. Lights go off and push the metal.
Light's green and we still see
a child in the road
moral shrugging shoulder
to the floor. Red.
Crossing guard.
Pint sized mini you.
Eight thousand revolutions
clutch out yellow.
Tips
They tell me I will love it
in South Korea.
They tell me I will be
over joyed to be
in South Korea.
If you spit in Singapore
you will be arrested,
I am told.
Then again, a black man
walking
is license gold
down there.
Sold. Brush up my geography.
Dino
I will cut you.
I will gut you..
I will cut you out of me.
Bleed from the gums.
All pink.
All red.
All white. Bone.
When.
Come home, darling.
Why will you not cum?
Do you do us on purpose?
Fox and the brambles.
Tar baby.
Prick.
Jazz.
I will cut you.
I will gut you
for free.
Bleed from gums, all pink.
Hand to a god.
Lips to your cheek.
I do not care what shed before.
Do not speak.
Hula Hoop
Six inches before we had a thought
a box cutter said back pocket briefcase.
Before we walked, I had a talk
and figured we wouldn't need mace.
Clovers on the floor
of the field and the more
I wanted to kiss your face
I was brought down,
a howling hound,
my far too high vision
framed in glittering lace.
