| I guess the law of averages
Just wanted me to stay at home
Without any sugar-free cookies
And with that cold colored corpse that day.
In any case, it was not an elective.
Whether anything clever can be said
About the laws of aversion and gravity
Or old Aunt Mae’s embrace of Negro gardeners
In her dotage, I don’t know, but I wish I did.
Whether legal or lawless,
We white men always feel we ought to know
Or we’d lose control of it all.
rcs.
Current draft: 3/31/2010
Created on 2/15/2010 11:48 AM |
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