Slow-motion moment
Becomes that magic minute
Through sunlit feathers
Construction clatter
Bulldozing, then building up
Disciples list’ning
The oppressed dreaming
Let’s become the oppressors
Unite around this
Bid me tell you yes
That for one moment in time
I may forgive me
Beautiful liar
You take you. You go away
Back from whence you were
I’m most difficult
I cost skin you can’t afford
I am black diamond
Absorb the mistakes
Of these clumsy, working hands
Beautiful weekend
All these fine, blind men
Contented by my Echo
Narcissism numbs
I opened the door
My wishing is small white lies
Brutalizing me
Bible in a pile
Way back there, in the backseat
By balloons -prey tell?