What is this languid self-assurance? And how did I earn it? What happened between her and the angel that made her change her name. When she disappeared killed by the Federals for knowing so much our dreams of vengeance vanished with her. Heavy Hydrogen and gin in the dinner so that we wobble home on the ice like chimes talking shit and gulping plastic liters of purified sewage. Mona said it would start the way it has. A major eclipse on the edge of August and then several hurricanes. A whole island of ex-slaves turned into a swamp, their bodies left to sink in the mud of greed and denial. And then one by one the big men will become villains out in the open, the way the water intends to cough them up like nets or choke them out like a virus inevitably purged. Mona said it would not be lonely to lose all your fathers but it would teach you of the unexamined suffering you’ve endured worshiping the sick all these years. You’d recognize how you’ve become sick too with complicity with empty retaliation with love of an unnamed enemy of the spirit of love and so the troubled clang of the searchlight stops in another graveyard
and a gang of us learning to crip walk there stalking the ocean when they make us ship dance planning a new year in the sun’s cannibalism talking right to only body that’s true : You see the new episode of Atlanta, did they really shoot him in the parking lot ? I had to rewind I’m tired of watching free men eat drugs and cereal
