Oct 9, 2021
People mumble on the street
Walking off beat
Dont feed me I’ve had too much to eat
A security guard standing
And I see a white man in shorts much too short
A lady pierced across the nose and in her cheek
I’ve not been intellectually stimulated in weeks
Or had the kind of sexual release that shiver my spine or curl my feet
But I’m painting a wooden turtle
Ain’t that neat.