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Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Mar 25, 2012

A Baker's ex-wife ran out of cake
so she gave head for some bread.

Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Jan 5, 2012

Pinch. Crackle-burn. Crack.
Creep-catch. Fire:Wind, who know
you two were good friends.

A Day in the Life of A Day..., The C.R.C. 2012
Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Jan 5, 2012

WHEN YOU when you
hold MY my hand
MY my heart
wants TO to  
BEAT beat you

Mk.

Dumb Dumb, The Cognitive Reconnaissance Collective, 2012
Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Aug 26, 2011

The canopy
was a kid's collage
of finger paints
on fathers old night shirt.
While the day dries
he will take a nap.

A Day in the Life of A Day, The C.R.C.,2011
Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Aug 26, 2011

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

A Day in the Life of A Day, The C.R.C.,2011
Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Nov 20, 2010

i have seen
some pull
an extraordinary weight
just to seem
simple.

What Now, C. R. C., 2010
Mutulu Kafele
Mutulu Kafele
Nov 11, 2010

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.

Mine, c.r.c. , 2010
 
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