May 2012
7 posts
6 ODUS FOR THIS NEW ERA
1. regular morning yawn -
i long to play the role of ‘monstrosity’
its the missing link between propaganda
and the modern poet… we useta whet
our tongues for the well-written pathogen
for the droplets of sweat cleft from osmosis
but sadly, there is no terminal abomination
in my future… the poet is dead / long live
“The Dead Poet ©”
2. electronic yawn...
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April 2012
73 posts
persona non grata
(It hurts for us,
Reflecting back upon the harm
Done to black folk’s humanity)
Lázaro Ros emerges
From internet radio, has
Afrekete all in his voice
And we cringe
In the discomforting skins
Of our own non-customs;
Invoked into anger & shame,
By 4 centuries of embarrassment,
We turn down the volume
(We all lie to ourselves, but
Only when there’s been genocide do
The lies linger between...
