Wind bites, cars whimper, sputter, growl, steam anger traffic, red, yellow, screech, corner.
One gradient of cinder and smoke.
Silken silhouette sulks behind a corner that doesn’t exist from a man casting and creating
one sunken man lacerating strength from a quivering shadow he’s cast and creating and punishing,
a corner created and cast by cinder and smoke and mirrors.
intensity sweating and mercurial magma leaks viscous anger
arm of god so full of disgust and hatred won’t hold straight
trashes accusation aloud at the same shadow and arm around the corner
stark black night white wall divide, fingertips meet where form becomes shape
quivering at the meat and filth not even flesh.
“nigga, get over there, never show yo face again, mother fucker I hate you.”