11.08.16
I’ve wrangled enough
Granules to keep crumbs
From the inside of my sheets
They now sit, firm formed and
Pretentious. Pleading.
like we all saw it coming
Like signing will make it any better.
Only our growls will
Make true the raw of my throat
Arias to our disbilief.
Your innocence is- kind – Sarah-tonin to my melanin.

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