Theirs
Eyes closed
Bass pulling
Against hips
That carry
And code switch
Telegraph danger
Like a rattler
Their body
Holy
Sanctified
By fire
Knows.
Eyes open.
Seeing
Through
You
And
Your colonizer eye.
You can watch
But never have.
Their holiness
And sanctified
Flesh
Is theirs
Alone.
I'm diggin' it. I can feel it.