Mutulu Kafele
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-Mk.
A Baker's ex-wife ran out of cake
so she gave head for some bread.
Pinch. Crackle-burn. Crack.
Creep-catch. Fire:Wind, who know
you two were good friends.
WHEN YOU when you
hold MY my hand
MY my heart
wants TO to
BEAT beat you
Mk.
The canopy
was a kid's collage
of finger paints
on fathers old night shirt.
While the day dries
he will take a nap.
hitting the green
makes me want to watch the blue
twist baby twist
so slow they think you are a prude.
but I have watched you all day.
and know that you get dirty
i have seen
some pull
an extraordinary weight
just to seem
simple.
A pack of them.
Light reflecting off of the black of them.
Might have missed my smile,
I was seated to the backs of them.
No reniggs.
No cuts.
I have nothing but two hands
of snaps for them.
If there was a mic,
I would rap for them.
But,
tonight is jazz night.
So,
I tip the band extra
then
toe tap for them.
