No interest indeed
to see what
you seek.
to be
the end of all ends.
the self divides
bending around
sticks drenched in the T
we all sit around
drink our fucking tea.
No mind of the street
a place to sleep!
Hello! Are you listening to me??
(Check yer privilege, white girl)
Sit on your race
means nada
what counts: the energy
love you give and take.
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