I Said Govern that Shit, Bitch
—for R. Kelly (after Emergency Throat Surgery on 07/19/11 to Remove that Abscess)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(…) now going *this Way
struggling, then
throwing, then
finding, then
my Way to Love: too
is Absent, then
in the Whatness,
in the Foundation,
that you are in *this
house, itself burnt black
as crisp as your
Vision: the Question
of wearing a Mask
while eating
each eating every
*Ass eating
the underskin’s excessive
tap dance,
gnawing them back down
to the Soil or---------->
“sliding myself” a Bone,
down
an Inch, up
an Inch
of your Hand
better hold
onto me until
you better do
something very
Naughty
goes my Nature: Holiest
of Lugs
making dawn, in a new
apocalypse
of Mascara delicately
above your Eyes
each Word, each
Face and
each body
must fit
in *this Bed ‘til
I’m just
slanging’in
your Head
