Arbitration is a good example
of what it means
because you and I don’t know….
Your hand is bigger
than mine…
I wonder
if I wander…
The first three notes
tell me to sing…
he was a bastard
and a coward…
Why is your hand
the imprint of a griddle
on my side?…
it just keeps going…
is a smear
of red lipstick
because sometimes…
I’m tired of fearing men,
and I want to tell the black man
I’m not crossing the street
because he’s black,
but because he’s a man…
Remember when
I used to care…
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