this aint no time for same old-ing (a tonal drawing written in poetic form

this aint no time for same old-ing

we here voraciously crouching down
decorously-ing in the toothless jaws
of crippled scared crippling hyenas
why here am we splashing with you
and all the rest of us swimming too
in this shit floating ‘round
everywhere like we through
confusion’s drinking all the strength
most everybody saying “i caint”
same as them who saying “i aint”
we here voraciously crouching down
decorously-ing in the toothless jaws
of crippled scared crippling hyenas
our hands they tied
by this noise we fed feeding
this clot in our heads
spinning paralyzing motions
shackling our legs
so laying here still is how we dred
very little difference from being dead
we here voraciously crouching down
decorously-ing in the toothless jaws
of crippled scared crippling hyenas

Copyright © 2017 Asili Ya Nadhiri

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