but if i should say
first ‘good morning’
a torch of even seas
a clip of bellow sails
a cut across the wrists
telling all:  all sorts
of quickly things on
the crest of ‘isn’t me’
and heaven sees
the slate of that
nigger face(but
i take a ride upon the
razor-life of innocence
if my mouthMoving speaking
‘isn’t me’  let me glib
sprinkled words  god has
short apron strings once
a male now myself
so I sayTHANK YOU all
so very muchCUT myself
and i love how the world
burns hurting and loving
every brain but not the
Souls of ISN’T ME let me
hold lips and Eyes of
the h ate and  f ear
that cuts innocence
:: 09-02-2015 ::

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