palpitations
what is the chemistry amongst pain and the body?
bombings, guns, another black man was shot down on the block today
irreverence
of the sanctity for the human soul
this airport doesn't have any fucking
clocks
do clocks make sense of time
or does the clock create the existence of time?
clocks
counting back the hours
the days on my fingertips
my right hand gives, my left hand receives.
the breeze
each leaf connected to the host
waving back at me
(hello)
if each entity
is designed with a purpose
(the pools of water that collect
at the root
the insect homes
in the groove of the bark)
then what purpose
is mine?
what can my body functions as?
shelter, too?
water droplets
gliding down (the bark)
a tongue, too (on the skin),
warmth, intimacy
desire.
Saw a white woman today in Berlin
her shirt read, "REFUGEES WELCOME HERE."
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