poet populates poetry derived from ancestral secrets like
khufu's great pyramids
easy come, easy go, some secrets get away clean
but the escape was dirty

I envisioned an image of freedom while dialogue paints a
langston hughes/james baldwin motif of expression gone wild

words, scribes, hieroglyphics, were literally butchered by
confederate poets that violated our civil rights as innocent poets

my pen has social sanctions that excuse me from commodities
like blowjobs & basketball in brooklyn

I tell the tales of blackface comedians in blockbuster movies
that don't get seen {} today even with racial visibility
my reflection detests stereotypes

I see poetry, I write poetry, I breathe poetry
I live poetry, I am poetry, and poetry is me . .

across 110th street
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