is the total black, being spoken 
from the earth's inside.
There are many kinds of open how a diamond comes into a knot of flame how sound comes into a words, coloured by who pays what for speaking.
Some words are open like a diamond on glass windows singing out within the crash of sun Then there are words like stapled wagers in a perforated book—buy and sign and tear apart— and come whatever will all chances the stub remains an ill-pulled tooth with a ragged edge.
Some words live in my throat breeding like adders.
Other know sun seeking like gypsies over my tongue to explode through my lips like young sparrows bursting from shell.
Some words bedevil me Love is word, another kind of open.
As the diamond comes into a knot of flame I am Black because I come from the earth's inside Now take my word for jewel in the open light.

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