octave (coming to terms)
coming to terms right now
that Black boys-now Black men
do not sail on dogstars
in borderless night skies
beyond mediocrity and the
suppressive touches of humans
along with their wide mouths
smiling crucifixions, leering
monotanka (visiting a bathhouse)
not visiting a bathhouse, reading zuihitsu on my day off...another expresso tastes slightly off
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