beautiful spirit
beautiful dance
a wind
a thought held for a beautiful moment
has left to continue through me
i'm a bit cried out,
but remember
the feel of their names in my mouth:
wanda alston, nate "issac" manigualt, kaya nati
i remember
and remain inspired
ya'll pray for a brotha. I need it.
tim'm
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Man. My condolences.
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Bus To East Oh (For Kaya)
4.12.04
Said seven fifteen
But it was really eight oh two
A little late
Is better than not at all
Room filled with
Friends
Water
Morphine stick
Ism and affects
Beads
Copper twists
Orange pill jar
Smell of spice and lentil and bread
Daybed with his mama in wait
The blonde girl say
Don't worry bout your cold hands
(my momma say I should always warm my hands)
but the skin is so hot
I kneel next to the lifeboat
His reply to my whisper
Rattle/breathe/swallow
Rattle/breath/swallow
Same for a rub of that nappy head greyed by medicine
And the way made after kissed temple
Down a wire of an arm
To hands with big nails like daddy's daddy
Cheap cotton covers
The legs he flew on
By the time I reach them heels
And begin to rub our rust
I hear that patois
Calling from the back of the
43 eastmont
Dragging out the syllables in my name
As if it were some kind of overpriced confection
At a city/rockridge/castro/etc bakery
where they/them stare at us
And mutter something or others
The thought surrenders my cool for his heat
Easing the way
for snot and sniffles
There is no jelly
`cept the oil on my cuticles
as I add bits of friction
to salve the squeezing
in the bottom of my belly
that churns the lostnessness there
creaky knees destroyed
in a year of division one pretense
reluctantly lift me from the floor
I don't want to let go
because know I must say
leeyyyy-tahh
in a minute or two
that last swallow/breath
having telegraphed a message
to share this space with those waiting
to trust that we were good enough
to know that our air still holds his weight
and that his feet won't fail him
i will keep you in my prayers & continuously send you the energy that moves you along...
*just holds you*
I have been following you -- I have not caught onto blog anything -- I am on livejournal.com/~kyooverse
Baby... *hugs you*
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