This Place Bleeding

really…REALLY?

we are here, this place bleeding out arterially
black blood cells fused from antique plants
and dainty dinosaurs and precious people
deemed damned

and all we care about is our artesan chocolates
and our tan designer bedrooms that match
our pocketbooks in fashion and depth
damned dumbtumblr_mzfwomsiDA1rxgoj1o1_1280wearing our fedoras, sporting our beards (of every kind)
and dreaming a whole country gentrified by Bushwick
the coolest of the hip and the hepcats’ litterbox
dumbed down

as it gets hotter goalposts shift and redefine
sauna and authenticity to fit profiles across all media
except streets bleeding violent red screams of dying ‘saurs
down dregsImage 003we snort privelege like cocaine and serenade
our drunken oiled selves with bad karoke to past themes
of Happy Days and Good Times and Holiday Road
dregs drunk

we reek of our carousing self-colonization spirit-displacement
we dizzy ourselves with ironic nods and imitation-perfection
that obscures the fracture…THE FRACTURE
drunk dashedtumblr_m5a7doL6nI1rxebiio1_500running thru it all no sense of self
disinherited by us and our need of approval
manufactured in cell phones and selfies
dashed dim

we are here, this place of escaping
necessary work to heal the deepest wound.
we are here to resurrect our capacity to care
dim deadtumblr_mmtqs48l7P1rrdu8mo1_1280to tend each other…each other’s space and culture
history and place…and own our own self-loathing
and heal our deepest wounds and griefs
dead dealing

we are here in opportunity to recover finally
from all our shame and triumphs, renounce our history
and live authentic life of no unlawful gain
dealing diamonds

we are here…now
and as to tomorrow
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In Mama’s Sweet Relief

Those
broken shards,

*scream*

those brittle,
bright blasted shards

jagged and hungry and
so shockingly absent.tumblr_nnor8qCfSC1qas1mto3_1280

They yawn with full belly
and ravenous soul 
for more
death, more hurt, more

*unlife*

but I have them
in my sights, now.

I shall throw me down
on my sister’s wounds

I shall bleed my heart dry
with balm from Gilead 
and
I shall cry out
in constant consolation
from her inward partstumblr_nmp67xbYpb1t0vssco1_500

while our
Strong Soldier Sisters Stand
round about us 
outside and ringed
in winged-woman-might

and tender hearts

so knit,
so tight.tumblr_nnor8qCfSC1qas1mto5_1280

And in
your death place
I find
life transcendent

And in
my own
your laugh rings
so 
resplendent

we will survive
our screams,
our tears,
our grief

and rest together
in Mama’s Sweet Relief.tumblr_nn8kf3TxQa1qat5pio1_400