Machine pumped out another think piece this morning
somewhere between the third tooth,
it spoke about the benefit of swallowing Black kids whole
so we carry ghosts of a stolen fingerprint in the backpacks crossing metal detectors set off from the weapons in our shoes
the weapons
the weapon
the weapon, they say
that kid got a weapon, they say
that kid is a weapon, say they to they next donor pumping piles of
Black Codes into
the next ballot circus
and the next tightrope artist will not just walk the line
will not say abortion zero times
will not ignore Palestine living under apartheid
Put this machine on your back because it is the last beacon and it matters because
you matter
you matter
you mat
you, mat
you
are the key to this next one
It’s all about the next one
Just wait until the next one
Put that fire down.
Calm down.
Just wait until the next one