When the white man
hears accusations of "privilege...

It's back again,
gnawing...

I can't even write with music of my own choosing,
because there is a persistance surrounding my...

It's nights like these
where I feel like a giddy...

Your clouds touched my subconscious,
but you won't set in me. I am the horizon...

they won't ask if you're not presenting
a closed art gallery...

There are no lyrics to the most spiritually
significant words...

It's not my burden
it's not my responsibility...

The stigma of your eyes
unnerves me as I fumble...

Every time I hear your name,
I have a feeling I can't explain...

Between my first and three hundredth hello,
I could still never quite land my feet in a place...

Each day the delineation of a sultan tailgates
her; is a prince what she was supposed to...