Sunday, May 12, 2013

word justice

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my body
is the broadcasting machine
communicating waves
of color
dsl eyes
analog ancestors
waiting to be
clicked on
sent careening
into the electronic ocean
a digital root
a dust meme
a viral rage for justice

my body is my art
my blood acrylic, oil, pastel,
My bones,
a knife to etch, scratch, brush, dab, splat,
push into
press against
the canvas of you

language is what you do
with a weapon system called
my tongue, my lungs
my brain, my memories
my lives
of migration...

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