Carceral, Undone

Hymnbook, carceral

Sermon, carceral

Curses, carceral

Antidotes, carceral

Mercenary, carceral

Preacher, carceral

Meridian, carceral

Corinthians, carceral

Leviathan, carceral

Arteriosclerosis, carceral

Scars on your lungs, carceral

Breathless, carceral

Silk press, carceral

Syrup over eggs, carceral

Soy and yoga, carceral

Listening too hard, carceral

March on, carceral

Dave Chappelle before muscles, carceral

Smoking dope, carceral

Smoking tobacco, carceral

Surgeon General, carceral

A singer named Marion, carceral

A mayor pitching candles, carceral

Elton, carceral

Tinder, carceral

Any casual pleasure, carceral

Starving, carceral

Any Black leisure, carceral

Took a plea, carceral

Small-time dealer, carceral

So full, carceral

Ringleading, carceral

On the ropes, carceral

Amen corners, carceral

Plenty tormented, carceral

Mourners of sinners, carceral

Mourners of saints, carceral

Same shame, carceral

Any shame at all, carceral

Playing tall bells on a short day, carceral

Love of an inmate, carceral

Love with no title, carceral

Idleness/listlessness, carceral

Walking home, carceral

Running home, carceral

Backing omens into spells, carceral

Spelling Sunday in hell, carceral

Hedaldo, carceral

Why though, carceral

Pretty shoulders, carceral

Escape, carceral

Scissors in the snow, carceral

How we go on, carceral

Biting ribbons and chains, carceral

Scratching the words for ourselves, carceral

Until their eyes spill barges, carceral

Until they are caskets, carceral

Until they are backed into the abyss and martyred

As if with no theory of the cage we made out okay

Transfigured by the incalculable roll of this chant

We made the hours lie down new vows

How power  warm

How exile

How minaret windowed with my child’s eyes

Which are the bright eyes that will burn through

Bars to light my star

What happened  one  night

And  another

And an army  of  evenings backing into

Those iron   circles  splitting  opening the gates

Of  hell   and  high water      there’s no

Word for the next   phase  of the slave

Rebellion    no  clinical  nudge  to double over

Our   skin   We say the same thing so much

Of  all  the   new        touching bars

Your testimony  as  you  can  imagine   means  nothing

Eyebrows   looking   like   two   wings   flying   away        The Dozens

                                                                                         Deuteronomies

                                                                          Knowing property is theft

So that in   being  stolen

Our  very     presence  became  criminal

And that    is   a trap  of errant legendary

Today   can   handle

M a a  f   a            of  the  slick  edges

Of   capital   punishment      and   three hole  punch   crows

Empty    a   clip    in    code                 let    it    go