my bell is Charlie Parker's
hatband, so few of you who come
to touch me understand
only this black voice.
I am a temple and he comes
to speak thru me. i am the dream
i say what you are afraid of
facing, LIVING IS INTENSE.
i a [...]
July, on the basketball court
willie's face is far and wooden
totem, his eyes melted pools of ice
shimmering in the high stone sun,
the sockets are darkness rotting inside.
15 and can't get a summer job
because of this the traffic ties up,
the high s [...]