Jimmi Canada Poet Prose Poetry

Bend Down

I had it all,

in a dream,

in a dance that I called crawl-

I needed the right arrow,
to shoot something on the wall,

I heard it in the air,

my scream went rampant through a girls hair,

not drunk,

not able to stare,

I just weed in and out of prayer,

you get me here
so I get you there,

you scream with color
so I pull on your hair,

you breathe a funky lover,

I did her first...

You eat mustard that’s yellar,

I beak at trash that’s not yet developed-

I feen in the focus,

you preen and welcome robust!

I physically fight you,

you run to men who smite you!

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