4:44

we bones be dipped in caramel,

sweet enough to suck

wrapped in chocolate for safe keeping.

of secrets

our secrets

words only whispered close to skin

like promises in a lover’s ear

must never be allowed to spread as rumor

for outsiders will burn our everything with the wildfire

we bones be wild as fire

hot as summer sun

kinky curled afros swinging in the wind

partner long locs dancing on guitar riffs

we bones sing a song of six pence

with pockets full of rye

we pledge no allegiance

being betrayed is routine for bones broken by labor

broken by circumstance

broken by fitting descriptions

never fitting into boxes

never wished to be protected

we protect ourselves

our own

our blood and bone

(c)(p)2015 J TheGodIs

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