Astronomy Night
His hair branches growing to Khartoum. He believes
you are from Khartoum as you both stand on stones mossy stones
pressed into earth by Portugal.
This is the consequence of roads the false conquering of seas.
This meeting that which is forgotten.
You have been to Khartoum looked
at your watch as sand swirled fanatically.
A black boy makes a clock in Texas.
His wrists are swallowed by steel.
A bomb a boy with a bomb his white teacher assumes.
Always assuming destruction.
Always attempting to destroy that which is assumed destroyer.
But who is destroyer?
The destroyed stacked in ground where we walk.
Escape…
But there isn’t escape.
Perhaps the black of space staring at black space
from the White House lawn?
A black rocket blasting into black space
from the White House lawn.
You have been to the White House seen it through black bars.
A black boy leaves Texas leaves America.
His father says it isn’t safe not for his son.
Never for his son.
A rocket.
Staring at space.
Black space.
Black rocket blasting.
Escape…